So how was your morning? I’m willing to bet it doesn’t really compare to mine.
This morning, after making Luke’s bottle, I went to get him out of his bed. And as soon as I walked in, I knew there was a problem.
The room stunk. And not just a little. It stunk a lot. Like, gagging intensity.
It was dark, so I couldn’t really see anything, except I saw a large, dark spot on his sheets. And then on him. I wasn’t sure if it was puke or if was poop. Instantly, my mind went back to The Messiest Lesson. That is a bad place for me. One I had hoped to never revisit. Alas, I had the feeling I was being thrown right back into it.
I turned the light on so I could see what I was dealing with and it was pretty much my worst fear.
Diarrhea. Everywhere. Large spots on his sheets. All the way up his back and stomach. I mean, ALL THE WAY UP. To his shoulders. And there he lay, crying.
So what did I do?
I stood there and said, “Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh. My. God.”
And God was looking out for me, because Jdaddy was actually home this morning, and he’s never home. I went downstairs and informed him of the disaster and then ran some water in the sink for a bath.
When I went back upstairs, we tag-teamed it. He held Luke upright while I peeled his clothes off of him (clothes that went directly into the garbage!) and wiped him down with diaper wipes. While I took Luke downstairs to bathe him, Jdaddy cleaned up his bed and threw everything in the washer. I have no idea what I would have done if Jdaddy wasn’t home (I lie. I’m 99.9% sure I would have cried and then swore a whole lot).
Even after a bath, Luke still didn’t smell completely “fresh”. As Jdaddy so eloquently said, “I think it’s just in him.” It really was. So what do you do in that case? Well, if you’re me, you grab the lavender lotion that smells so good and take it to daycare with you so that the assistant can lather him up when she changes him later so that he smells better. And then you leave and pray that it doesn’t happen again.
I’m pretty sure all this can be attributed to his teething. His top two front teeth are so close to popping through, you can literally see them just hanging out a millimeter away from coming through. I don’t even want to think about what this means if teething isn’t the cause.
(Oh, and poor Jdaddy. Today just might be the hottest day of the summer, with the high temp supposed to be 95 degrees and high humidity (It was already 75 degrees and 85% humidity at 6:30 a.m. this morning), and we had to open all of the windows in the house to get the smell out. It was so hot and sticky and stinky in our house that I couldn’t wait to get out there.)