Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Oooo That Smell!

Marcy Writes The Glamorous Life is hosting a Girl Party every Tuesday. We can share our tales of our not so glamorous life there, check it out!

My most recent not so glamorous life moment happened to take place yesterday afternoon. It all started at 7am, my feet hit the floor running. I was awakened by Curly Girl climbing into bed and demanding breakfast. After dressing both girls, getting breakfast for them, stripping the sheets from all the beds in the house and throwing them in the washer, getting myself dressed and made up I dropped Curly Girl off at school for the morning.

While Curly Girl was in school Munchkin and I went to the food store, went to Munchkin's doctor's appointment, dropped off food at the house and picked up Curly Girl from school. As a special little trip we stopped at the Golden Arches for some play time in the germ infested playland. We finally made it home about 2pm and Munchkin was ready for a nap.

She'll usually play quietly in her room for a little bit before falling asleep so I didn't think much of it when I heard her talking in her room. After a bit she fell asleep and stayed asleep for about 2 1/2 hours. Then we heard a loud thump. I raced upstairs because I knew that if she fell out of her bed and onto the hardwood floor that she would be upset.

As soon as I opened her door I smelled IT. I picked her up off the floor because she was crying and still half asleep. It was then that I realized that she didn't have a diaper on and the smell was getting worse. Once I opened up the shades for some light I got to take in the whole situation.

Picture this: toddler bed pulled slightly away from the wall, numerous stuff animals and blankets all half on and half on the bed, a lone CLEAN diaper lying on the bed. Hmm, where could that smell be coming from?

I pulled the bed a little further away from the wall and found the source, a nice, large pile on the floor, the baseboard, on the side of the bed. I turned to Munchkin to see what she was doing and finally noticed the poop clinging to her from her armpits to her toes.

So after a second bath and a second change of sheets and a thorough scrubbing of the floor I was ready to get dinner ready for the girls and Hubby so that I could go to school and finish up food shopping.

A glamorous life? Maybe not, but I wouldn't change it for the world.

PS That's what I looked like up top while cleaning up this mess!


Alison said...

ewww. gross! Hope I never have to clean up a mess like that. :)

~annie said...

Found you through Marcy. Your blog is sooo glam! Who did it?


Linda S said...

I remember glamorous poop...mine are teens and deal with their own glam poop now..
found you on marcy's

The Glamorous Life said...

I am SO GLAD you had no photos to go with this glamorous moment. Ewww. Ewww. and Ewww....such a good mommy you are!

Amy said...

LOL eeeww I remember my daughter doing that!

Pennies In My Pocket said...

That's one thing us moms share...poop stories! I recently had a pee event. I posted about it yesterday. Basically, sitting in church and noticed my lap get HOT. My toddler peed right on my lap making it look like I went all over myself. So pretty. lol


Samantha said...

Gotta love poop and toddlers! I am happy to say I have never had to clean up a mess like that. Yet. I won't be surprised if I do, though!

Candid Carrie said...

Hi - Marcy sent me!

Great post. I was wondering who was the inspiration for that way cool french maid picture. So that's you, huh?

new*me said...

girl, I have been in your shoes many times! A few months ago, the twins double-teamed me :(

MomZombie said...

Hello, met you at Marcy's glam party. I see we both were up to our elbows in toddler poop. Love your blog design!

foolery said...

Ah yes, the excremental nap. So much fun.

I plan never to have another episode like that in my life, since my daughters are 7 and 5. But my husband IS getting older . . .

(just kidding)

Found you through Marcy (late) -- nice to meet you, and LOVE your blog design!

-- Laurie @ Foolery

Ms. Tee said...

Oh, no...I remember those days. :) At least you have a sense of humor about it - that helps most of all!