My little Emmitt loves his sleep. Lately he seems to love it more than food, imagine that. He must be his father's son because nothing comes before my dinner!! Anyway, I fed him last night around 7:00 and then put him in the swing while I finished cleaning up the girls' dinner mess. He fell asleep and I kept expecting him to wake up around 9:30, eat again, and then go to bed for the night. (by the way, he has slept through the night for the previous 3 nights)
Well, he didn't really want to wake up so I took advantage of that and played on the Internet and did a few other things that just needed to be done. At 10:00 I got him out of the swing, tried to tell him that he should be hungry, and put him in his bassinet. Now normally when I put him in the bassinet, he wakes up immediately and protests. I was counting on this reaction, but it didn't happen.
So I turned off the light, crawled in bed, and decided he would let me know when he was finally hungry. I figured that would be around midnight or 1. Well, at 2:00 I awoke feeling very 'full' and decided to see if he was still alive. Yes, he was and he was having wonderful dreams, so I let him be. At 6:30 I finally woke up the little lazy bones and told him he was hungry, plus I was truly worried about his diaper that had not been changed since before 7:00 the previous day!
Well, he didn't really want to wake up so I took advantage of that and played on the Internet and did a few other things that just needed to be done. At 10:00 I got him out of the swing, tried to tell him that he should be hungry, and put him in his bassinet. Now normally when I put him in the bassinet, he wakes up immediately and protests. I was counting on this reaction, but it didn't happen.
So I turned off the light, crawled in bed, and decided he would let me know when he was finally hungry. I figured that would be around midnight or 1. Well, at 2:00 I awoke feeling very 'full' and decided to see if he was still alive. Yes, he was and he was having wonderful dreams, so I let him be. At 6:30 I finally woke up the little lazy bones and told him he was hungry, plus I was truly worried about his diaper that had not been changed since before 7:00 the previous day!
I laid him on my bed and while he did his 'wake up stretching and grunting' I opened up that diaper expecting a disaster, nope. Just very soggy. So I decided to put a fresh one on so the poop would have somewhere to go when it happened while I fed him. Just as I was lifting his little bottom up to slide the new diapers under him, he tooted at me. 2 harmless little toots. But then it happened and I was not fast enough. He shot poop all over me! I had on a white ankle length night gown and there was a HUGE splash of poop about waist high and then it started to run down the night gown in little poop rivulets.
Matt was getting in the shower and I yelled at him to come and help me. He saw my night gown and let out a burst of laughter, until he saw the carpet, the wall, the bassinet behind me, and the bedskirt. Well, actually, I don't think he noticed the bedskirt. Then, the veterinarian that comes home at least twice a week with cow crap all over him says "Sick, that is just sick. What do you want me to do? I can't touch that poop." I said to him what he tells me when I freak out about cow crap all over the place - "It's hay and water honey, hay and water, that's all. Oh wait, it is JUST MY MILK!! Get me a rag please!"
Well, the poop is cleaned up and he finally ate. I get to wash sheets and a bedskirt later today, and break out the good carpet spot cleaner! I guess I had it coming. I have been telling everyone that he has only peed while changing his diapers 2 or 3 times.
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Toooooooo funny.
It's kinda weird that with all the crappy things men have to do,,,,,a child's poop is not one they handle very well.
Emmitt is getting so big,,,,, wowo, he looked so big sitting in that lil chair,he probably slept so well,cause he got so much fresh air during the day.
Cute pic of Kendal reading to him.
Welcome welcome, I hope but don't think that this will be the last time! : ) HEY THAT IS A SHART RIGHT? A shart with some horse power.
That would be my hubby too. I can't believe that timing.
It's too bad you can't just relax and deeply sleep while they do-- we're too busy worried if their alive and dealing with pain from fullness.
I am jealous he is such a good sleeper. Peyton didn't sleep through the night until he was over a year old!!! But I understand the fullness thing. OUCH! I have just jumped on the twilight band wagon. I read all the books just in the last few weeks. I liked midnight sun better than twilight because you got to know what everyone really thought and not just what they said. I read on some web site that someone said that she would start working on it again in the next couple of years. I hope so!!
Oh, Rachel. That was a good one. As I was reading it to Rob he said that it was so gross. Men are such babies when it comes to the poop of children!
Hlarious -- but sorry about the mess you had to deal with!! Brad's new saying is "Never trust a fart" -- that line was on the movie The Bucket List and he thought it was so funny. So I thought of it when I read your post.
Of all the things Matt plays in during the day and that is what gross's him out? He has not heard the end of this one...
That just made me laugh so hard right now. I can honestly say I have never had that happen before. You must of brought those knees up when you changed him to where that poo-poo had no where else to go. I am so glad you have a good sleeper. He seems very calm mannered. Enjoy it.
At least he's a good sleeper even if he is a poop sprayer. I forgot all the times that has happened to me.
Lol--I know I shouldn't laugh but we've all been through it right. Wow I can't believe how long he slept and how well. He's getting so big and is as adorable as ever!
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