When I was Auntie CC (not yet mommy)...I would tell my siblings that their kids' diapers were their job, not mine. I would gag at the meer thought of changing a poopy diaper. One time, we we took the munchkins (my niece and 2 nephews) to Lego Land. One of my nephews was not feeling all that well and ended up filling up his diaper with a very smelly liquidy poop. It leaked out all up his back and onto my sister. She ended up having to buya new shirt. It was disgusting and I could not handle it. My sister would routinely ask me in a snotty tone "what are you going to do when you have a kid." My response was always the same "marry someone rich and hire a diaper changer."
Well...I did not marry someone rich, so that plan did not work out. I am a bit of a germophobe...especially when it comes to bodily fluids. When I pick up after my dog, I have the rubber gloves, plastic bags, then I wash the gloves, my hands, and change my clothes. So I was not looking forward to diaper changing. In the first couple weeks, Nick definitely changed more diapers than I did. But I swear...that baby would wait until the exact moment I took off her diaper to pee. I cannot begin to tell you how many times I had my hand under her butt and felt warm liquid. And she never did this to Nick!
Because Olivea was so small, certain brands of diapers didn't fit her too well in the beginning. The Pampers Newborns, no problem. But when I started using the Huggies we received...that was a nightmare. He legs were so skinny that the diapers didn't fit snug around them. It only took one accident for me to return all the Huggies and change over to Pampers. I had just changed her, we were sitting on the bed together, Olivea snuggled against my chest...and all of a sudden I had pee all over my shirt and pants.
Another time, I was getting Olivea ready for her bath, and she gave me a bath of my own.
But it gets better....while I was prego, I got nails. I knew when I had them put on, that once Olivea came, I would probably take them off. I had them done for the last time 2 weeks before I gave birth. So a couple weeks into having a new baby, they were in dire need of a fill. I actaully considered just keeping them, until one day I was checking her diaper and I got poop under my nails. That was the motivation I needed to take them off...that day.
Another mommy I know is a NICU nurse and said that I get peed on more than she does, and she changes diapers for a living. Sigh...she was right. I am constantly getting peed or pooped on.
And then there is spit up. Sometimes its a tiny bit. Not a big deal....but there have been times when the entire contents of a bottle have ended up regergitated on me. Nick has also bennefited from this too. One time, Olivea was laying on his bare chest...and....up came her bottle.
I'm sure this is only going to get worse before it gets better. Teething diapers often run out the diaper...vommit gets more disgusting once food is introduced, and potty training is going to be interesting. But...for some reason when you become a mom, its not as bad when it is someone else's kid. You just laugh, clean it up, and move on.
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