Surviving the Domestic Jungle

I took my kids to go do one of their favorite things today which is go to the bookstore. They absolutely love it and I enjoy it to as I get to read a few books while they play and look at books. Well, I don’t actually read them, I skim through them and decide if they are worth buying. We were all sitting there having a nice time when my son decides to poop his pants! I mean total blowout down the leg and everything. We went to the bathroom to assess the situation which was not good. I was wearing white so I held him away from me because baby poop is worse than red wine! It does NOT come out. His shorts were unsalvageable and his little onesie had a little on the edge so I wiped him up and went into my diaper bag to see if I had an extra shirt. When I had my first baby, I didn’t carry a diaper bag. I didn’t use one with my second either. I just grabbed 2 diapers and some wipes and put them in my purse. Did I regret not having extra clothes with me? Sometimes but all and all got through it unscathed. I started carrying a diaper bag with my third baby because with my 2 year old still in diapers, that was just too much for my purse. I was thankful I had my diaper bag until I realized what I had in it! I had two wipes, about 10 diapers of every size, a diet coke and no clothes. A diet coke but not clothes? Hmm way to go mom!! I wiped his onesie as best I could and then took his receiving blanket and wrapped it around him like a diaper so I could carry him without getting poop on my shirt! We made it home with some new books, some poop stains but all in all a lovely afternoon.