Scary Halloween Tale

Once upon a time, there were two moms enjoying a peaceful sleep as the sun was just beginning to gently rise in the distance. In the adjacent room was their son, beginning to stir and make his small morning noises. All was serene and pleasant in the household. As their son’s noises began to get a little louder, the women yawned and stretched, slowly getting into the mindset needed to start their day. One of the women leaned over and told the other to relax, that she’d go take care of their son that morning. With another yawn, she lifted herself out of bed, put on her slippers, and made her way to the little boy’s room.

As she pushed open the door, her pulse started to race. She could already tell that something was not right. Heart pounding, she flicked on the light and gasped! There, in the crib, stood her son…

and…

he was…

covered…

IN POOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *runs away screaming*

But seriously, Halloween scariness aside, we have been subjected to scenes of mass poop-splosions one (or two or three…) too many times in the recent past. You see, our son likes to put his hand into his diaper. It’s like some kind of obsession. Doesn’t matter if it’s from the side or from the top…he knows there’s goods in there and he wants em. Too many times in the past we’ve put him in two piece pajama sets only to wake up to find him PAINTING HIS CRIB SHEET WITH POO FROM HIS DIAPER *dies*. This is one of those ugly parenting truths you may one day face, so lest you think you’re alone, you’re not. Unfortunately.

It took many times and experiments for us to figure out how to keep this from happening, especially since our boy likes to drop a load first thing in the morning. Yay. We must dress him in a one-piece, zipped footed sleeper over a disposable diaper with a cloth shell over the diaper. That seems to be the only way to both contain the poop and make sure he doesn’t get into his diaper. Footless sleepers? Mr. Houdini somehow manages to push one of the pajama legs up and still get into his diaper. I sincerely hope you all don’t find yourselves needing to do this one day. And for those who have been here…please let us know when this behavior stops. And if you find yourself wanting to answer “Never,” please refrain.