This morning was out WIC appointment and usually they are great about having the kids on different cycles so that I don't have to bring all of them at once. However, for a list of various reasons this morning's visit required all 5 of us to be there. I asked my mom to come and help because with weighing, measuring, finger pricking, and the endless amount of questions I figured it would just be best.
All the kids got their baths last night. I really didn't want to show up with dirty smelly children. I try to give a good impression. I saved Grasshopper's bath for this morning. All went well. He was washed, dried, lotioned, and diapered. I was getting ready to dress him when he filled his diaper. Here's how my thought process went.
"I'll just leave it till I'm done nursing him and change him right before we go, well it might leak on his clean clothes, or me. Maybe I should just change it now. No, I'll wait. Nah, I'd better do it now."
So I proceeded to change his diaper, at which point he sprayed himself on the head and his clean onesie. And before it was all over he had pooped ON his dirty diaper and the towel under him. I wiped him off and put him back in the sink for bath number two. This time I dressed him and feed him and didn't stop for anything. :) Apparently it was a very exhausting experience for him because he slept through the appointment and is still sleeping. I appreciate that too.
Thanks for the help mom. It would have been awful without you. :)p.s. A post is coming soon about Grasshopper's nickname. Stay tuned.