I have to admit, I am quite the Monarchist and follow the Royal family in the gossips columns way too often. So when this photo showed up on my Facebook wall I had to screen shot it so that I could use it in my Blog. It is certainly the best option of the photos that I took today.
Today my parenting and partnering abilities were really tested when I walked into Maddie's room to tell her to go to sleep and was hit by a wall of stink. Nathan was out bathing Tucker to help him shed some of his Winter coat as it has been coming out in clumps recently and Maddie had decided to paint her cot in her poo, Ah, the joys of motherhood and the wondrous world of poo. I thought our days of being obsessed with where and when Maddie went to the toilet had passed, as the newborn stage passed and she started to gain weight. Boy was I mistaken, although now it is more about avoiding mess than hoping that she was getting enough food.
So today, like every other day, I put Maddie down for a nap and went about cleaning the house, OK I went on the computer, we all know I don't clean. These days she usually plays with her toys and has a chat for a while before actually going to sleep. I can hear every sound that she makes from the study so I was listening for the point that I had to go in and tell her to go to sleep. Today was different. After about 10 minutes, it suddenly went really quiet, so I assumed she was just super tired and fell asleep quickly seeing as she isn't sleeping well at all at the moment. Rather than getting up and checking on her I started to read the paper on line and then suddenly I heard a bang. Worried she had decided to try escape the cot I raced in, only to find that she was actually kicking the cots side.
There in the cot was Miss Maddie, laying on her pillow clutching her new Peppa Pig toy covered, almost up to her elbows in poo. It was on her chin, her legs, her clothes, her dummy, gosh I'm gagging just writing this part two days later. But the excitement did not stop there. As I looked around the cot, trying to work out how to react, I saw that every part of the cots sides were smeared , all of her bedding smeared, all of her toys had it on them, the change table and anything in reach on that, but the worst was the dummy. All I could think was, did she eat it? So with tears in my eyes from holding back my reaction I threw Maddie, fully clothed into the shower.
Thankfully Maddie was pretty pumped to get up and have a shower, but the real test started here. With just me at home I sent a photo and message to Nathan telling him to hurry up, then I went to undress Maddie. Water and poo, make watery poo that splashes everywhere, note to self, remember that. Needless to say the clean up mission suddenly expanded, to include the entire bathroom, I think I may even need to scrub the ceiling. So while Maddie showered I grabbed an antibacterial wipe and raced into her room, to clean up what I could before coming back to check on her and grab another wipe.
Nathan, Dear, Dear, Nathan arrived home when there was only the middle section of one panel to go. He allowed me to do this part as well seeing as I was already dirty and then proceeded to watch me scramble for the shower. When I started shouting orders for him to start working on the clean up he was less than amused. Nathan did not want to walk into the bathroom for fear of catching Gastro through his feet! Yep that was Nathan's worry. Thankfully he managed to reach in to grab some things with minimal floor contact and got everything moved so he could get Maddie out and dressed.
Oh Parenting, you sure do throw some curve balls into the experience.
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