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defectivewookie

Because it's what there is

Apr 21, 2012 20:49

The most interesting thing that happened to me today involved being in the same room as another guy who crapped his pants so hard he got it on his socks.

That guy was my nine month old son, so it's not as messed up as it could have been, but that is still a reasonably odd thing. My son is gifted in this respect, and has been from the get go. ( Read more... )

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nightshade1972 April 22 2012, 01:09:57 UTC

My grandmother came to help out after my brother was born, because my mother had to stay in the hospital for a while. Apparently one day my grandmother had been taking one of my brother's diapers downstairs to throw it out...and the lump of poop fell out. I found the dog sniffing it on the stairs.

I had bangs back then. On another occasion, my grandmother was preparing to change my brother's diaper. Just as she unfastened the old one, but before she'd had a chance to remove the old one and put the new one in place, my brother shot an arc of urine so high, and I was standing so close to the changing table, that it hit my bangs.

:-)

defectivewookie April 22 2012, 20:22:31 UTC

Boys have quite the range. Having a kid sister meant I was generally not in danger near the changing table. Her revenge came later.

nightshade1972 April 22 2012, 22:16:17 UTC

*Cackle*

:-D

daveamongus April 22 2012, 16:26:39 UTC

Not to trivialize the "It Gets Better" movement, but... there should be an It Gets Better video series for new parents...

We were (and to some extent still are) in the exact same boat, but it does get better. You've seen me, out and about, making a whole house snore, all of that, while having little kids at home. It's tough, and sometimes you have to stand up and make a decision not to be isolated, to lunge at the opportunities that come your way. It's tough, it's weird, but it gets better.

You never stop talking about the poo, though.

defectivewookie April 22 2012, 20:25:54 UTC

The poo never really stops being funny, so that's okay.

And thanks, the drudgery has been pretty relentless lately, and that helps. I know it's going to smooth out, at least my brain does, but I wonder what shape my sanity will be in by the time I get there.

purealto May 2 2012, 01:59:43 UTC

My sister is the assistant manager at ChildTime (in Farmington Hills). She loves kids and knows how to change diapers (I do not). She babysits almost every weekend and a lot of evenings to supplement her income (she bought a house and actually has to pay a mortgage like an adult). Anyway, I can think of no better person to entrust a child with. It sounds like maybe you should plan a night out and leave the little guy to poo with someone else, if only for long enough to see an entire movie or something. If you're interested, I can text you her name and number and give her a heads-up as well. I kind of figure that you might not know many people in the area, so I'm happy to provide the hook-up if it helps out. (I'd offer to do it myself but I figure if I'd made it 29 years without changing a diaper, there's probably no reason to start now.)

carolynsmalley May 3 2012, 18:50:47 UTC

Its been a long time since I've spoken to you or heard anything about your life - I've seen pictures of your ADORABLE baby on Facebook, but that's about it. I am so glad you and April have a baby! I am sorry to hear that you are feeling isolated... I know a little about that, but not because I have a baby, just because I now live in the smallest town in Michigan (Bitely - 45 minutes NorthWest of Big Rapids) and outside of that town by about ten miles at that. Online social communities help, which is why I've decided to come back to LJ. I hope things are going great other than the raft phenomenon. You and April always were some of my favorite people :)