I experienced my first TBB0 (total baby blow out) last week. Apparently this explosion had been occurring for perhaps the last month on a random basis, but as a fortunate nanny, I had missed out. Sure, one time it happened upon my arrival in the morning, but as the mother was the one changing him for the morning, I missed out on the festivities. Not last week. No sir. You know, I didn't even hear the explosion, & for all I know it could have happened up to 15 minutes prior to my discovery. Smiling, laughing baby sits in goo and giggles.
Where is the manual on changing a diaper that has exploded to the back of the child's armpit? How do you remove such clothing items, that are smothered in poo and only have about 3 buttons on either end? How do you remove poo'd clothing without then getting poo on everything else in site? How do you clean a squirming (but happy) poo'd baby who has little motor skills and likes to wiggle when naked? How do you keep a baby from adjusting the water temp in a sink? These are the questions I asked myself. I felt like the child might have turned octopus! Next time we have a TBBO, we're headed straight for the tub. No holds bar. Clothes and all. After all, they're ending up in the washer anyway, right?
How did Mary do it? I mean she surely didn't have a sink, or spare diaper, or baby wipes. Those were some tough momma's back then. I bet Jesus had some TBBO. I'd love to hear some of her tales.
Merry Christmas to all!
"For unto us a Child is Born!" Isa 9:6
Ha! We've had a few of those. Bathes are pretty much a necessity. Near as I can tell there is no good way to deal with this type of thing.
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