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With your first baby, you buy the very best, most expensive, premium diapers because, duh, it’s your baby and she has to poop and pee in the finest diaper that I’ll be changing every hour on the hour! The other weird thing about moms, especially new ones, it’s the only time in your life that you find it exciting/cute/not revolting (mostly) when your kid poops. Who knew? They have to be cute at that age to make up for the non-stop demands those little monkeys make.
Anyway, as a new mom I carried the diaper bag o’plenty and always carried a change of clothes, extra wipes, extra soap, you name it. That wears off with your second, I was lucky if I had an extra onesie, but I always had a huge pack of wipes and extra diapers.
Allie was just shy of 5 months old and I had planned our second annual trip to the Sweet Berry Farms pumpkin patch with my best pal, Heather, and her big boy, Jack. I put Allie in the most frilly and cute outfit she owned (it was a gift, I suck at buying the girls cute clothes–I’m weird and practical like that) and got her ready to go have her picture taken with Ava next to a giant bin of pumpkins. Because, duh, why else do you go to a pumpkin patch? PICTURES.
Damn I love fall.
Seeing as how I had a baby and Ava never sleeps in, I was up at the crack of dawn so we got our Starbucks and headed there early. While waiting for our friends, Ava and I walked around, she painted a pumpkin and we looked at some animals. Lovely.
Allie sat like the cute girl she is in her stroller and quietly looked around behaving like an angel.
About that time, Heather rolled in and we did some more walking and sweat our faces off picking flowers. Then Ava saw the horses. Sure, why not have a pony ride? So we waited in line for Ava’s turn. I got my big old camera out, got my phone (instant gratification–better for texting/Facebooking), and we got our cash so she could hop on.
Allie was quiet so I decided to pick her up to watch Ava ride the horse.
And this, my friends, is where it gets ugly. If you don’t do well with bodily functions, go ahead and sign off now, because…that’s when it happened.
Oh. Crap. Literally.
Allie had blown out her beautiful little pink ruffles (see above) and she did it with a vengenance. Not just a little, but a lot. It was EVERYWHERE. E.VE.RY.WHERE.
The car seat, her back, her legs, me, you name it and it was covered in poop. And Ava was next in line for her pony ride. OH JOY.
Ava thought it was hilarious. That’s what 5 year olds do when poop is involved. Somehow I managed to maintain my composure (mostly) despite the growing audience of people watching as Ava cackled in amusement and my disgust and the dripping poop. I got the now yellow clothes off Allie without completely covering her in poop. WIN!
I wiped her down with as many wipes as possible and I managed to change her diaper in the car seat–without covering her in more. All while Ava got ready to go on her ride. Once Ava was done and all the pictures had been taken, I managed to wrangle a onesie onto Allie and continued to wipe down the car seat.
That, my friends, is when you call it a day and you give your apologies to your company and you make a bee line for the car. I was super bummed because I missed out on delicious pie and country cooking at the Blue Bonnet Cafe and had to settle for some chicken strips at the Golden Chick–yup, it’s as not awesome as it sounds. At some point, you have to throw in the towel and call it a day.
Let me give you a little tip, parents: make sure that your diapers offer long-lasting leakage protection. This is where the Huggies SnugFit Waistband would have come in handy.
Needless to say, that very next week Allie’s daycare teacher had suggested I buy Allie diapers that were bigger and fit her better and more snugly. I hadn’t realized that she had outgrown her tiny size 1 diapers and it was time to move it on up. Oops. Amateur move by a pro. Eh well.
Now that you’ve made it through the poop and the pumpkins, you have a chance at winning a $50 gift card to Babies R Us! Just leave me a comment telling me your most unforgettable diaper experience. There’s way more chances to win, so go at it!
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