This new segment is me sharing crazy stories from my life for you to laugh at, related to and perhaps cry along. Hopefully through Adventures of Modern Mom, you’ll see that I’m just like you. I don’t wear the Super Mom costume under my clothes. And my kids are just like yours.
Also, feel free to include your own Adventures of Modern Mom stories in the comments. We are all modern moms and we all have stories. It’s fun to share them so we can feel like we’re not the only ones being driven to insanity by our husband and children. Sometimes by other moms and their kids too. As you can imagine, there will be lots of poop, pee, accidents and other uncomfortable words being used in these stories. And this is where you learn about the not-so-pretty side of me.
Adventures of Modern Mom Episode 1: Poopy Balls
Tuesday, June 8. Elle was fully dressed during the day. She had one poopy diaper that got a little on her shorts. So that came off and I let her run around the house in a shirt and diaper. It wasn’t like we were going anywhere that day. Plus I thought it was kind of cute.
Tuesday night, Nathan was gone. The kids were fed. After dinner, I took off Elle’s shirt because she wiped her grimy hands all over it. It’s OK if she’s only in a diaper. It’s not like we were going anywhere that night. Plus I was about to put them in the tub right after I clean the kitchen.
Then it happened. Elle pooped for the third time that day and this time it got out of the diaper. Although I didn’t notice until Kaye said, “Mom! Elle got poop in the ball pit.”
What?! I ran in the playroom. How is that possible?! Sure enough. There was runny poo in the ball pit. It had leaked out of her diaper caused by overflow.
Remove child from the mess. Try to clean the ball with sanitary wipes and dry it with paper towels. I soon realized this was an impossible task due to the amount of poop and balls in the pit. Meanwhile, Kaye yells, “Mom! Elle got poop on her blanket.” Arg!
Grab the blanket and try to rinse off the poop before it stains. This is her favorite blanket. The one she needs to sleep with. So off to the laundry it goes. By now it’s 7:15, less than an hour away from bed time. I toss a few other dirty clothes in with the blanket.
I go back to tossing balls from the ball pit into a couple containers I found in the kitchen. Wiping down ball by ball took way too long. I thought I could wash them in the tub with the kids. Elle, still in her leaking diaper sat on the first step of our carpeted stairs. Dang! I grabbed the source of the problem and clean her up. Didn’t even put on a new diaper. Yup. She’s going around in her birthday suit. I’m was going to put her in the tub as soon as I finish separating the pool of 500 balls– poopy from the non-poopy.
I hauled both kids upstairs headed straight for the tub. Tossed them in with the balls. They enjoyed that. Switched the laundry from wash to dryer. Got everything back to normal. When Nathan arrived home late that night, I realized I had forgotten about to poop on the stairs. He was kind enough to help me take care of that.
» Tell me… What’s your latest kids and poop story? No kids? What about pet and poop story? Pets. They’re like kids, right?