Those of you who have read the Chief Mommy Officer posts or who have heard me talk about my son know that I have seen my fair share of poop. He was an expert poo-splosionist and always kept me on my toes when it came to his diaper contents.
This morning, very early this morning, the little lady went truly above and beyond anything her brother ever did. I didn’t think it was possible, but she did something I have never experienced.
After nursing her (at about 4:45am), I put her back into her crib when I instantly heard the rumblings of a diaper in the making. Since I was already up, I went for the instant diaper change. This is where my mistake was made.
It was a considerable yet contained diaper, for which I was grateful. Unfortunately it gave me an oversized dose of confidence as I took my time cleaning her up and getting a new diaper (did I mention it was not even 5am?). Legs in the air, no diaper on, she showed me what she’s made of. Ever see the scene in Hall Pass when the girl sneezes in the bathroom and covers the shower in poo? It was not completely unlike that. No sneeze, just PURE. PROJECTILE. POOP. SPLAT.
Being the veteran reluctant poo-ologist that I am, I took a moment to laugh hysterically, wipe down as much of the changing table as I could, slapped a diaper on the little super pooper, and went back to bed.
I’m still giggling and mightily impressed with my little lady’s pooper power. You go girl, you go.