When I returned to the bedroom this morning after checking my email messages I found the Peanut snuggled up against the Mrs. Apparently feeding time had lead to a massive bowel movement and mommy just could get herself to take care of it just yet. Mackenzie wasn’t disturbed by laying in her own mess just yet so I felt brave enough to pull my first solo diaper change.
Everything worked out well and the little one was patient enough even though she didn’t want to cooperate fully, flailing and kicking around on the changing table. We got the diaper on, kid redressed and everything was good until the mid morning snack. To say there was an tectonic shift in her pants is an understatement. Unfortunately I also didn’t do a good job putting the diapers around her tiny legs and the kid all of a sudden looked like it hard been buried in a mudslide. Baby poo explosion.
So, one sponge bath – which we didn’t like at all as can be seen in the picture -, a complete change of clothes (everything except for the socks) later we have a happy sleeping Burrito baby again.
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