Captain, we've had a containment breech!
I almost posted this to Facebook before deciding it's not for polite company.
This just made me laugh. Danny was nursing on the couch when I heard the telltale squelches of him pooping. I figured he'd pop off the boob in a minute and we'd go change his diaper. Then I felt a damo little trickle on my leg. There was so much poop it had leaked out the side onto my bare leg and onto the couch cushion! And I've got dinner guests coming in 2 hours. At least they're friends we don't have to impress!
It gets funnier. I went to change the diaper and found two perfect voids in the liquidt breastmilk poop: the shape of his two little buttocks. I started laughing. I've never seen anything like it! It was so artistic that I considered taking a picture. Then I remembered the medium (yellow baby poop) and the logistics (how to photograph it without the baby getting poop everywhere?) and thought better of that idea.
Everything's washable so there's no disaster. I figured I could laugh or cry, and laughing is way less stressful!
This just made me laugh. Danny was nursing on the couch when I heard the telltale squelches of him pooping. I figured he'd pop off the boob in a minute and we'd go change his diaper. Then I felt a damo little trickle on my leg. There was so much poop it had leaked out the side onto my bare leg and onto the couch cushion! And I've got dinner guests coming in 2 hours. At least they're friends we don't have to impress!
It gets funnier. I went to change the diaper and found two perfect voids in the liquidt breastmilk poop: the shape of his two little buttocks. I started laughing. I've never seen anything like it! It was so artistic that I considered taking a picture. Then I remembered the medium (yellow baby poop) and the logistics (how to photograph it without the baby getting poop everywhere?) and thought better of that idea.
Everything's washable so there's no disaster. I figured I could laugh or cry, and laughing is way less stressful!