BUT
I have a 5 year old who occasionally wets the bed and a chronic bed wetter who I am assured will one day grow out of it (and a new drug card that I can use to get a drug that will help him with it - 100 bucks a month was too much to put out to wait for it to come back) and the joke is no longer funny unless I force myself to laugh at it.
I will tell you now about Who Flung Poo. After reading Tanya's blog, doing my research (only Tanya, Andre (I almost wrote Dark) and Dena (I almost wrote Rhea) will understand what that means) and writing my bottle blog I got up out of my chair. A little late for the babies err twins to be sleeping I opened the door. My nostrils were filled with the oh so not nice smell of poo. But Jacob greeted me at the doorway diaperless and my thoughts attitude went further down. Jack, lying on the bed also diaperless, woke up with wet hair, and I look to my left and with HORROR realize that Jacob's nom de ploom today is Spoton Wall.
Methodically, I ran a bath and asked Hope to watch the boys while I grabbed the Kirkland scubbing wipes, a glove and a garbage bag and begin to eliminate the cause of the smell issuing from the twins' bedroom.
While I scrubbed I prayed that this would never happen again but all too soon I judge myself harshly and feel left with a less than healthy view of myself. I felt like a bad mom, I felt like a bad caretaker because, how many times will I have to do this. It happend with Austin, it happened with Sam and now with the twins. I know other moms who have boys who don't go through this stuff, who's boys don't play with poo so it must be me.
Well, for now I will chose to be thankful in my heart and say, I had the Kirkland wipes, that I didn't have when Austin or Sam did it, I have the laundry room, that I didn't have when Austin and Sam did it and I have a carpet extractor that I didn't have when Austin and Sam did it. So all in all, I am thankful.......and now Hope and Kevin are preparing dinner...... I need a hug and some time away from this house......*sigh*
Well in my experience if I leave a poo on my child after he/she is 1 year old they either
ReplyDeletea.get into trouble and act funny or grumpy or
b.take their diaper off and play in it. HOW FUN?
so maybe you didn't smell it for whatever reason (or thought they were sleeping)and they decided it might be fun to play with it? Even Ashton has done THAT before, it doesn't make you a bad mom...kids will be kids sometimes
There are kids who HAVEN'T played with their full diapers? Really?
ReplyDeleteThose moms may, perhaps, just have selective memories.
I have yet to meet a child, boy or girl, who hasn't played with poo at least once. And some of them more than once!
ReplyDeleteThat dreadful realization when your open the room that they were not napping longer than usual - they were just quietly playing with the poo. Have you noticed that the poo playing is always quiet play?