all before breakfast...

So, first thing in the morning, as soon as Kathryn wakes up I change her diaper. About half the time she's dirty, as well as wet. The other half of the time she is, of course, just wet. What happens on those times is I change her, give her the morning bottle, then let her play for a while. During that play time, she almost always dirties her diaper. So, about 15 minutes after I just changed her, I am changing her again. But it is better for her to have a dirty diaper in one that's less full because it's not so wet.

So this morning was a just-wet morning. So, I changed her, fed her, and let her play. Of course 15 minutes later she crawled into the room with a familiar scent. So, away we went into her room to change her. I will save you the lovely details, but let's just say the diaper didn't do its job in containing that which it was supposed to contain. Ok, so now the task is to change her without letting it get all over her. Quite a task, if you've never attempted changing a dirty diaper with poo everywhere and a wiggly baby who's very interested in and curious about just what's down there anyway. So I got her mostly cleaned on the changing table, then got her down on the floor to avoid said poo everywhere. There we finished the cleanup. So, now I have a naked baby crawling around while I try to figure out how to get all the poo off of everything and where to put it all. As I'm working on her clothes, changing pads, etc. I am conscious of the fact that I still have a naked baby crawling around. She, of course, was totally ok with it. What baby doesn't like to be naked? I was completely aware of the fact that nakedness means no diaper, and no diaper can mean a mess. But, she had just done both duties for the morning, so surely she didn't have anything left, right? Plus, she's had a little diaper rash (I think due to strawberries), so air is good for diaper rashes, as it helps them to heal better.

Well, as I was in the bathroom washing out her clothes and other articles that she decided to include in this poo escapade, it happened. She was crawling through the hallway, and stopped with this funny look on her face. Yep, she peed on the floor. When she was done, of course, she was back on the move, which meant crawling through it and dragging it through the hallway. So, back to the bedroom to wipe her down completely. This time I put a diaper on her... Then on to the hallway to clean up the pee and wipe the floor. Then back to the bathroom to finish washing out her clothes. And now, I must go, so that I can start the laundry since, of course, I have lots of wet clothes that need to go in the wash. And all this before breakfast....