Monday, July 25, 2011

true story

this last week stella has had a rumble-ly tummy; she is feeling/acting fine just…her diapers have been, well, NOT rainbows and unicorns. she is pooping forty-seven times a day and has a nice shiny rash to prove it, poor girl! ok, long story short yesterday was a day from hell. i am quite positive at some point tim even looked at me in desperation and asked if this was indeed hell or something like it.

we were on our way home and i was a emotional wreck due to some things that had happened earlier, all girls were in need of a nap, all types of privileges had been suspended, and tim was about to pull the car over and hand out some good talkin’ tos if the bickering and hitting didn’t stop. that is when it happened…

stella’s diaper EXPLODED, not like it seeped a little; it exploded. then the screams started from zoe, yup you guessed it; stella was throwing her poop at her now tear streamed face older sister. once I had a full grasp on what was happening, i looked at tim and all i could do was start laughing hysterically. you know those moments when all you can do is laugh? or seriously your head might explode? yea, that.

i don’t think zoe appreciated my laughing as her face was turning shades of angry red i had never seen before, so tim bee-lined for the first possible exit and we cowered into the back corner of a mcdonalds to asses the ‘situation.’thankfully for tim’s sake the poop was contained to some areas on stella’s car seat and all over zoe; it had missed any actual car areas by a hair. thank god!

so, this is the point where i should mention that i had forgotten to pack wipes; we are constantly pulling them out of the diaper bag to use at home and they usually don’t make it back in. what did we have? shop towels and a full nalgene water bottle. tim stripped ( a now also hysterical) stel down in a grassy area way in the back and just started sloshing water on her and wiping her down till she was clean. zoe just got down to her undies and took a quick hand sanitizer bath while i wiped down the car seat (it really wasn’t that bad).

windows down, kids subdued, we were off again.

later i sad to tim, ‘i think that was God putting the day back into perspective for us!’ we were all so mad about something different and it was apparent we needed a good laugh at ourselves to humble us a little. i had to laugh for tim a little too, i mean i am a veteran when it comes to things like this; would you believe me if i told you that at almost the exact same area of I-5 a one year old zoe projectile vomited all over the back of my head and the whole back seat of my jeep? and all that i had to clean her up was a bag full of clothes headed to consignment and a container of water meant for a malfunctioning radiator? and i in fact pulled into the exact same mcdonalds to cry and laugh at myself? i think tim’s dad even appreciated it a little as he gave him a play by play later-i bet his dad has been there too.
if that isn’t my family in the raw, i don’t know what is. tt was a long day to say the least but definitely one we can look back on when we need a good laugh.

do you have a story like this? i would love to hear!

addition: we were leaving just now and zoe says, 'mommy, do we have everything we need incase stella poops on us again?' followed by stella getting a stearn talking to about how it would be appreciated if she didn't poop while we were in the car.

10 comments:

Lissa said...

Ha!! This made me laugh. Something similar happened to me on my way to target a month or so ago. I heared Jackson poop as I was pulling into the parking lot, already upset & hungry so I figured I'd feed him in the car first then take him inside to change him. Little did I know he had such a full diaper when I pulled him out of the carseat it squished out on me while I was feeding him. I put him back in the seat and went into the restroom & at this point he was on the verge of a meltdown. When I got him back out of the carseat the diaper had also leaked EVERYWHERE!! and I looked down & I had poop all over my jeans. While I was changing him he was screaming bloody murder, I could feel every woman in the restroom staring at me and poop was getting all over everything- including his extra outfit I was going to change him into. It was such a nightmare, I probably used 30 wipes to clean him up. absolutely the worst mama-baby experience I've had so far! I think I would have been better off rincing him off in the sink, ha!

melissa rohr said...

omg. a nightmare! glad you could laugh about it so soon! 

melissa rohr said...

Oh gosh. I have no words. But honestly, laughing about it is the only thing you can do! Parenthood isn't always pretty, but it is definitely hilarious at times. This story will go down with the ages. :)

melissa rohr said...

Have you ever experienced the times where there's such an explosion of poop that it is all over their back and runs into their hair? Those are my favvvvvorite!

yes, and I know the feeling of "just laughing." my life is so crazy that i do that every day.

melissa rohr said...

sounds like you need to avoid that one stretch if I-5 if at all possible ;)

melissa rohr said...

Hilarious! Not when it's happening to you, of course! :) Glad you could find the "silver lining" in the situation! :)

melissa rohr said...

HA, what a memory!!  You really do just have to laugh through those moments!  But they really do make for great stories later!

melissa rohr said...

i only wish i had a story like this to share.  one day.

melissa rohr said...

I just cried from laughter. Sometimes we all need a little perspective!

melissa rohr said...

Well recently my son pooped in my stand up shower if that counts, lol. We are in potty training mode, and little man has been doing pretty good for the most part. He likes my bathroom because he can get up onto to my toilet without help, turn on the light, and open the door by himself. I guess its the independece he likes. Well, he come to me (in the kitchen) mommy I gotta poop! Well go poop in mommys bathroom was what I told him. a few minutes pass, hes not done, so I go to check on him. Hes coming out with underwear in hand, and I said wait I gotta wipe your but. We go back to the bathroom, and no poop in the toilet. I said did you poop, "yep I pooped in your bathroom" and opens the shower door! I was laughing as I was telling my hubby to come look, b/c we had another accident a wk earlier with baby girl, & he was laughing at me then. :) thank god he hasnt pooped in my "bathroom" since but it was one of those moments that we'll save for when he starts dating, lol. :)