Preface
I got peed on…TWICE!
The Story
Last night I slept like crap. I just laid there staring at the ceiling praying for
sleep. I was able to keep the
anxiety of not sleeping at baybecause it was my morning to sleep in. I just kept thinking: I will sleep
sooner or later, even if I have to wait until 6:30am!
I fell asleep around 3am, and then of course Ollie woke up at 3:30 to eat. I was able to fall back to sleep easily enough after nursing him,
but when he woke up ready to eat and start his day at 6:30am, I was not at all
ready to feed him. I nearly woke
up dad to just give him a bottle so I could sleep. I decided screw
it, it’s only going to take 20 -30 minutes tops to nurse him, and then I can go back to sleep
for 3 solid hours!
I stumble out of bed, one eye open, the other eye still
closed so I could half pretend I was still asleep. I walked into his nursery to
the sound of coos and smiles. When Ollie saw me he gave me the biggest heart
warming smile, instantly my other eye popped open and I was glad I got up.
I picked up little man, still full of coos and smiles, and
took him right to the change table. I started with the diaper change since it
was clear he was not starving. I
took off his diaper, reached down for a new one and the next thing I knew a
fountain of pee was shooting right at the ceiling. I grabbed the new diaper and
shoved it right over the fountain. In my sleepy haze of ding dong-ness I put
the diaper down on him backwards, so the outside slippery side was deflecting
the pee. Of course it just made it spray in every direction! Spraying the wall,
the change table, me, his legs and then to my horror sprayed his face! So
Gross.
Needless to say, the damage was WAY passed wet wipes. I peeled the change table cover off,
wrapped Ollie in it and off to the bath we went. I laid him down on the rug and threw his rubber ducky baby
tub in the bathtub, and started filling the tub. While leaning over the tub testing the water, I felt a warm
stream hitting my butt and the back of my legs. I turn around and there he is peeing and smiling! Not
again?! I couldn’t help but laugh, not “funny ha ha” laughter, but “eff me that
just happened” laughter. This made him smile even bigger and give me a little coo of excitement. If only he knew...
Out of the tub comes the ducky, and into the tub go mommy and
Ollie. I was now officially passed wet wipe cleaning too. I got us both cleaned
up, dried off and redressed. 30
minutes later I FINALLY sat down to nurse Ollie.
Lesson learned?
NOTHING! I already knew
better than to change Ollie without a diaper ready. Heck, at this point I can
even see the tell tale sign of, "watch out he is going to blow!" Unfortunately, one eyed and barely functioning off of 3 hours of sleep, it was an unavoidable amateur mistake. At least I did get to go back to sleep... squeaky clean no less! ^_^
