At diaper change 0100 hours, I walked into a battle zone. Even with my guard up (a tissue), I was hit in the shoulder; thankfully, I was only grazed with minimal injury, so I carried on. After the next attack, I understood why God made Eve and all other women in this world to be outstanding multi-taskers. I was simultaneously bombed with poop at one end and spit-up at the other. It was only after the second stream, with my guard down this time (I mean how many times can a child pee?), that I decided to call for back-up. ADub-4, JDub-0. Well played, son.
Diaper Photo Shoot Part One:
After a long day back at rotations for the first time since giving birth, I came home to a wiggly puppy, an exhausted manny (my father), and a fussy baby. Before taking over in caring for my beautiful child, I first hit up the bathroom, and while I was washing my hands, I noticed that there was brown spatter on the wall. After some investigative techniques (I am educated in forensics), I determined that this substance was crap....yes, crap....and according to the pattern, it was traveling at a very high speed before contacting the wall. My manny had been attacked and appeared to have lost as well. ADub-1, Pops-0.
Diaper Photo Shoot Part Two:
When you are having a crappy night (no pun intended), it's nice to pull out a diaper that has a special message on it. Thank you to everyone who participated in this at our baby shower. I think the "You are very pretty, Mommy" has been the best due to the perfect timing (I had been having a VERY rough night).
Some techniques we use to foil our kid's plan: the penie flap, the penie cover, and the quickest diaper change ever....we are talking time trials fast. In the end, diaper duty in itself can be such an adventure; who needs Machu Picchu when you've got dodge-the-projectile-body-fluid?
Loved this and it's nice to know you are saving my diaper for a "special occasion"!!
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