For
those of you superstitious ones out there…you would know that things happen in
3’s. Well I assure you that I got
my mommy butt kicked three times today.
If you get icked out by baby poo stories, then this blog is certainly
one to skip. For those of you who
can relate…read on.
1) Ryan and I take pride in getting Hallie
to help out around the house. She
is a fast learner and tends to follow directions quite well. She has a tendency to spill her sippy-cup
from time to time so we have shown her how to wipe it up with a burp cloth or
wipe. She is really good at it and
we are at the point when she just does it on her own. Well today, it took a turn for the worse. Apparently our kids have been fighting
the flu without us being 100% sure.
Hallie has had a terrible cold, but the last two days, she has had light
yellow, liquid-y, ridiculous smelling poo. She has been experimenting in eating new foods and Ryan
and I thought it could be a result from that. Well I got to find out the hard way.
Ryan
and I were out running errands with the kids mid afternoon and we finally made
it back to the house. As the good
saying goes “If kids are silent, no good can come from that.” I was trying to get my enchiladas in
the oven when I didn’t hear a peep from Hallie. I peaked around the corner to see Hallie wiping up this
yellow stuff from the floor. Ryan
gave her a little La Croix, which she loves, and I thought that maybe she had
spit up from the bubbles. I was
already feeling awful that she was wiping up her own throw-up and quickly
intervened and took over. What I
thought was a quick spit-up oops
was far more complicated then that.
Ryan came in to the kitchen and Hallie went chasing after him and I
noticed she had a HUGE wet-spot all down one of her legs. I also spotted that same yellow
substance on her feet. “Oh Sh@t” I
thought in my head…"that is NOT spit-up!!!!!!” Hallie officially had diarrhea and it had run down her
leg. Oh and the best part…she was
wiping it up herself.
FAIL!!!!! I quickly whisked
her upstairs and stripped her down…elbow deep in the yellow stuff and plopped
her in the shower. My mom guilt
was setting in that I had completely missed this.
2) After Hallie had yellow-poo running
down her leg I put her in the bath to rinse her off and then clean her. I also disinfected everything I could
think of as none of us can afford to get sick. At this point Ryan had just changed Hayes’ diaper and SWEET…homeboy
had his own version of a blowout.
Hallie got to splish-splash in the tub and I put plenty of bubbles in
there to clean her off . A second
thing I have taught Hallie is to know when it is the right time to stand up during a
shower or bath. She knows that I
get the towel and hold it for her and say “up please.” She doesn’t stand up otherwise. I was in such a state that I didn’t say
“up please” and Hallie took it upon herself to stand up. Well I wasn’t ready for her and she
slipped and fell head first in to the water and tub. FAIL!!!!! Not
only did my child clean up her own diarrhea, she now almost drowned in the
tub. I was near tears. (Still am)
3) After thinking we were in the
clear…Hallie and I came back downstairs to resume dinner. I was stocking more La Croix and Coke
Zero in the fridge from our little hiding spot and a can of Coke hit the corner
of our island and burst open.
Guess who/what was in the direct path? YUP….you guessed it…HALLIE. It came in direct contact to her eyes and she immediately
started screaming. FAIL!!!!! Nothing like
trying to rinse your kids eyes out over the kitchen sink after she crapped
herself and fell in the bathtub head-first.
I
wanted to wave my white flag in total mommy defeat…but Hallie turned out to be
just fine. It is days like this
where I need to learn to just slow down and breathe. I forget that I am raising a strong child who bounces back
quite quickly and it is me who tends to be more affected then her. I hope to absorb as much of her pain in
life as possible…and today no doubt, was one of those days.
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