Seriously. I’m just thankful that we survived last night. I was pretty much awake the entire night because I felt like I couldn’t breathe. And around 2:45a, Charlie woke up screaming. I went to check on him, and discovered that he had not only gotten completely out of his pj’s and his diaper (which was clean and dry) but he was now sitting in the largest, most disgusting pile/puddle of diarrhea that I had ever seen. Of course I totally freaked out and yelled for Bob, who then in turn, started filling the bath tub. I tried to salvage what items I thought could still be put in the washer, but everything else went into a trash bag. Seriously, it was pretty awful.
Once we got him back into bed, he woke up another 3 times before finally sleeping for good. Me? Well … I think I finally fell asleep around 6am. So when morning came, I was running pretty rough.
But we survived. So hopefully tonight will be completely uneventful.
Holy crap! (Pun slightly intended;)) I can NOT believe that happened to you and, can I just say, I’m so glad I’m not the only one? LOL! On Tuesday, right before I had to leave to meet up with some friends, I went into Jaemin’s room to get him up from his nap and he had stripped off his pants and diaper (which was full, of course) and had chucked it across the room. But not before finger painting the wall, his crib, his hair…EWWW!!! Seriously, it was SO gross! The exact same thing happened with my oldest when he was around this age, too. What is it with boys and poop?!:)