SITS Back to Blogging Day 3 - Title I'm Proud of

So here is Day 3 of the SITS Back to Blogging challenge. I am to re-upload a post with a title I am proud of. Now this post, though I am proud of the title mainly because it was what I had to do and really just summed up the situation, the situation itself was not pretty. So without further ado, I give you...

When you Must Hose Down Your Child...

Ok, so I didn't technically take my daughter outside and crank up the hose, BUT I did go with a more gentle approach to "Hosing" down my child. I stuck her under the faucet. What caused me to resort to such things? Oh that would be the epic poop she decided to use as a moisturizer.

Let me bring you back to Sunday, the day of said epic poop. We were driving home from the beach and I knew she was doing something in the back seat. She was grunting and groaning and her face kept getting red. Then she spit up EVERYWHERE! So when we get home both the twins are screaming for food so I decided to feed them before we changed them. Ryan took Cavan and I took Kaylie. When I tell you the odor that came from my child, it was just toxic. Of course at first I thought it was just the smell of her spit up all over her (which I should mention was part of it). Then I got a whiff of something a little more foul permeating into my nose. I lifted up her cute little dress only to see one of the most horrific sites EVER! Her little once white onsie was now greenish brown!

Now I've had my fair share of diaper changes, but I honestly had no idea where to even begin with this one! How do I get the outfit off without getting poop all over her? Will the wipes really clean this mess up? The only thing I could think to do was hose down my child, but I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to hose down an 11 week old. So I thought, the faucet, similar concept, more acceptable, right? It was off to the tub for us. I carefully rolled the outfit off her, and successfully got it off without spreading the monstrosity. Then I started running the water and check the temp. I then just stuck my daughter under the faucet and just rinsed and rinsed and rinsed. Then I soaped her up and rinsed again...and again...and repeat.

I think the funniest part of the whole thing was the look I got from Kaylie when I stuck her under the faucet. It was a "What in the world do you think you are doing to me" look. Looking back it was pretty funny, but at the time, I was horrified! I'm sure it won't be the last time either.


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