I got home from work, and I was completely overjoyed to see my sweet little John Warren. After Mamaw left, I stripped off my dirty work clothes and got ready to nurse my little booger. He ate well, and when he was finished, he was quite content, so I decided to glance at my online classes before heading my visit my mamaw and papaw. While I'm reading some discussion board posts, I hear some noise...a very familiar sound...the sound of John Warren dirtying up his cloth diaper. I think to myself, "I'm so glad he is doing this now before we leave," and almost as quickly as the thought had come and gone, I feel a warm liquid on my leg. I glance down to find a pool of yellow, slimy liquid on my leg. I'm stunned for just one second before I realize that John Warren's BM is so monstrous that it is leaking out the side of his diaper onto not only my leg but all over him and on my sheet!!!! Startled, I exclaimed, "Oh no, John Warren," as I jump from my position and run to the guest bathroom. I grab a baby towel and wash cloth, and after removing John Warren's baby tub from the bathtub, I jump in the empty tub. I carefully unbutton his cover and place the dirty dipe into his baby tub.
I fill the tub with water and wash John Warren from the waist down and remove the excess stool from my leg. At this point, I start to drain the water, so that he can have a proper bath, and I realize that his soap is in the master bath where he took his bath with me last night!!! UGH! So I grab his towel and dry him enough to walk across the house where we finally arrive at my tub. At this point we are not too dirty anymore, so I run us some warm water and we both clean up with baby soap! We streaked across the house one more time to get some clothes for John Warren and then again to get some clothes for me.
John Warren sat in his Bumbo patiently waiting for me to put clean sheets on the bed.
After this ordeal, I deserved an award/reward: