The Great Decontamination of 2012

Friday, January 20, 2012

This has been a busy week (ergo the very short blog posts) and I hope to catch up soon but my usual blog time in the evenings after the babies are in bed has been filled with work. Ugh. Last weekend though, we had quite the incident that is too funny to not post about.

A little background first...because of Emma's VUR, there are a couple of things that are going on now, one of which is her daily dose of Miralax. Yup. We really tried to avoid this but we were told by her pediatric urologist that this is the age range that the VUR will heal itself (if its going to). Constipation however, will stop the healing process so its very important that Emma "keeps things moving".

Now, if you are a mom that has been through the toddler stage, you know that their eating patterns are Emma will go three days acting like an endless pit, then will barely eat for a week, which obviously doesn't mean good things for her digestive system. We have tried a lot of different things to help, dried fruit, lots of liquid, adding more fat into her diet, etc. But the toddler-ness that is Emma Kathryn wins.

So, we had to put her on a daily dose of Miralax which does the trick. It's Emma's "Special Juice".

Now, remember that The Squishy is now ten months old and into e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g.

Yeah, I bet you can see where this is going.

One day last weekend, Emma was drinking her "Special Juice" and got distracted by a shiny object something very intellectually stimulating. Well wouldn't you know, that Speedy Gonzales The Squishy crawled himself right over to her sippy cup and before Wes and I could do anything, had downed some of the special juice.


This happened right about when I came across the new Crappy Pictures blog. So I was inspired to try my hand at my own Crappy Picture to document the scene with Mommy and Squishy just a few hours after The Great Special Juice Incident of 2012.

That's right. All you moms out there know the walk. Where you immediately activate the eyes in the back of your head so that you can see where you are going while you are walking in one direction, while facing the other - all while holding the poop-covered child as far away from you as possible, in order to avoid the smell as much as possible.

I still have nightmares about the mess that ensued. ::: shutter :::

You wouldn't have even been able to tell that the massive blowout had even occurred with Squishy's behavior because he was just as happy as a clam. I think the smell and the sight of the poop that was soaking through his onsie half way up his back hit us at the exact same time. Activate Code Squishy.

And so began The Great Decontamination of 2012. Needless to say, Squishy now has one less onsie then he did last week.

PS: This is also why we haven't attempted to potty train Emma yet. Because potty training + miralax = a disaster waiting to happen.

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