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November 09, 2006

Here a POOP, There a POOP, Everywhere a POOP POOP

Warning: Contains graphic images and references to poop. (As if you haven't already figured that out).

Dylan had applesauce again last night. Now, the last time he had applesauce we had what is now being referred to as The CVS Incident. (I'll get into that later). So we waited a few days and tried it again last night.

This morning, Dylan had his morning poop. It was a little more liquidy, but not too bad. We fed him, dressed him, and brought him to daycare. We were showing off to the teacher how Dylan can sit now. So he's all sitting on the mat, banging away on some toy that looks like the love child of a piano and a train and he starts going, "Baah-uhhhh." It wasn't the "bottle" word, but something that sounded similar. He couldn't be hungry - he just ate. But the "Baah-uhhhhhh"s were getting louder and more distressed, so I leaned over to smell his butt. (Only a mom...) And there I saw what could only be poop seeping through the back of his overalls.

It was all over everything.

I went next door to his classroom to get his diapers and wipes and a change of clothes while the teacher put him on the changing table. What a mess! Four sets of gloves (for her), lots of screaming (by Dylan), and about a million wipes later, Dylan was clean and in new clothes. I guess applesauce is off the menu.

The CVS Incident

Last Friday, Dylan and I had to go to CVS to fill some prescriptions. There were no diapers in his diaper bag because we had just come from Grammy's house where the last diaper was used and I didn't bother to refill it before going out again because 1) he had just had a poop at Grammy's house (a big one) so I wasn't worried about that, 2) this poop (and the subsequent diaper change) was only an hour earlier, so he wouldn't be too wet and 3) how long could filling a prescription at CVS possibly take?

Ha. Stupid Mommy...

While the prescriptions were being filled, Dylan and I went over to the baby cold remedy aisle to find some more baby tylenol. Dylan started babbling. (Come to think of it, it sounded a lot like "baah-uhhhh." Maybe that's Baby for "poop.") I turned him around to look down the back of his diaper to see if he was dirty. I didn't have to look hard - it was all up his back...

So here we were, in the middle of CVS, with no diaper and poop everywhere. It couldn't wait til we got him home because he was wearing a shirt and pants (instead of a onesie or overalls) so it would get all over the car seat. I ended up having to buy a package of diapers (thank God we were in a place that sold diapers), getting the nice man behind the counter to open them for me and changing his diaper on the floor in the middle of CVS. Luckily we had been to the doctor that morning and I always bring a change of clothes to the doctor so he had pants in the bag. Otherwise he would have had to go out in just a diaper. All I could think of as the people walked by and looked at me funny was, "Oh my God, I've become one of those people that just changes their baby's diaper in the middle of a public place." But you do what you gotta.

Moral of the story: Don't ever leave home without diapers - no matter how quick a trip it is.

Posted by Terri at November 9, 2006 08:35 AM

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Maybe there's some rare genetic defect running through our family that causes occassional uncontrollable pooping in untimely places like police stations and CVS.

Posted by: Uncle Mike at November 9, 2006 04:51 PM

Ah, baby poop... really looking forward to that.

At least you were at a CVS when you had to change him on the floor - that's not so bad. I remember reading an article once where Britney Spears changed her baby on the counter at a Victoria's Secret...

Posted by: Amber at November 9, 2006 06:39 PM

Ahhh...I remember those days!

Posted by: Jennifer at November 10, 2006 09:11 PM

I'm intrigued by the "toy that looks like the love child of a piano and a train"......as for the poop - you are a brave soul.....

Posted by: Vizma at November 12, 2006 12:27 PM

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