There is always this on-going bicker in the family on the topic of how to wear a diaper correctly. So far, none of us have reached a conclusion on that. The reason why this topic came about was because Kat is super difficult when it comes to wearing diapers. She would straighten her legs to the max and it would be impossible for us to stick on the diaper. To add on to the challenge, Kat has poo that comes like a bomb each time…so much that whenever she poos, the image of the Hiroshima bombing comes to my mind. A recent scenario brought back some thoughts of so e classic poo moments, so I thought of sharing…
Scenario 1:(quite some time back)
We were enjoying lunch at vivocity. Kat was happily sitting on mummy’s lap when I suddenly felt like someone burped on my lap, followed by a warm fuzzy feeling. I knew it was poo and very efficiently, I told daddy Kat that I would change her diapers. Just when I carry her up, I could see daddy’s face change….I looked at the brown spots on my light blue shirt and brown pants, blinked, look at it again and stoned.
Of course I went to change her diapers after reality hit in and I knew I got to solve the situation. As ambitious we were, we continued shopping with my shirt and pants with wet spots after cleaning.
Scenario 2: (on the plane ride back)
This is definitely the most dramatic plane ride ever! We were excited to come home from Kuantan on the small propeller flight. The plane took awhile to take off and Kat started squirming around like a worm. Hoping that I dont annoy anyone, I held on to Kat tight…
Within seconds… the sound of Kat using her strength to poo came…..”Ng…..Ng……” and her whole face was red. Before I knew it, “ploop” and lil Kat was smily and calm again…….then…..I felt the warm fuzzy feeling again and the first thing that come across my mind was…oh-no!
So while the plane started to take off, I lifted Kat off my lap and there it was….the golden brown poo that glisten under the afternoon sunlight. I swear to God I was lost for reaction. All I did was laugh sheepishly while I passed Kat to daddy. I tissued off the poo and daddy had to hold Kat standing so that her soiled pants and clothes do not smear onto anything or anyone else.
Lil Kat on the other hand was having the happiest time playing with the uncle at the back seat. Oblivious of what she had done. Finally of what seem like thousand of years, the plane was stable and the seat belt signs were off. Daddy and I brought the rascal to the toilet to do an emergency change out. But to add on to the drama, there was no change board!!!!!
I was thinking…gawd!save me…..but daddy and I suddenly got possessed with super powers and swiftly and efficiently, we changed the soiled dirty Kat while carrying her. As the flight from Kuantan to Singapore was pretty short, by the time we were done and put Kat to sleep, we were already reaching Singapore…….what an episode for a first plane ride.
Well….flying poo tops the charts of the interesting part about having a baby….Thank God for
Pampers (yes the brand), if not I cannot imagine how many more interesting poo episodes we will have with lil Kat.
Love this lil rascal to bits:)
Mum . Kat . Seth 