The rules of engagement and diaper changing.
The other night I was on feeding/diaper duty to help Lauren out. I'd been sick all week with a nasty head cold, so poor Lauren stayed up with the girls and did not only my feeding, but her night feedings as well. To say the least, she could use a night off. So, I spent some time playing with my guitars and trying (still trying, after 7 or 8 years...) to play.
Every 2 or 3 hours the girls have to eat and be changed. Now, let me explain something first...our girls are gassy little creatures. They let it build up until their little bellies are bloated and grumbling. Take this force and put it behind the usual things that come with changing diapers, and you've got a recipe for disaster. Think of it this way - imagine putting a small stick of dynamite inside a sealed can of pudding, and you get the picture. Messy.
So, I'd been hearing stories from Lauren of this happening around the split second between the time you take the dirty diaper off and get the new diaper on. This would be a level 3 disaster, sometimes covering everything in it's path in...mess. Lauren said that there was always a "warning shot" before the big explosion though...with just enough time to cover and take cover.
Alright, so it's about 3:30AM, the last feeding that I usually do when I pull an all nighter before I actually lay down to try to sleep. So, I'm a bit tired by this point. I'm changing Maddie, and start to hear the warning shot. I don't think I've ever moved so fast at that hour to get another diaper up and on before the unthinkable occurs. Luckily, it was just that, a warning shot. No further explosions. Sort of like a mortal attack, but without any direct strikes.
So, it just got me thinking. Diaper changing should have a code of ethics and rules of engagement, just like warfare. If the diaper is off, it's supposed to be a ceasefire. Our girls, however, seem to think it's funny to take this opportunity, the maybe 20 seconds of freedom, and use it to cause irreparable damage to our carpet, the changing pad...the wall...
For those of you with new babies or babies on the way, keep this in mind. That sweet little angel laying there cooing at you while you change it is harboring a threat..and it's one with little warning, but if they use it...oh boy the mess!
Every 2 or 3 hours the girls have to eat and be changed. Now, let me explain something first...our girls are gassy little creatures. They let it build up until their little bellies are bloated and grumbling. Take this force and put it behind the usual things that come with changing diapers, and you've got a recipe for disaster. Think of it this way - imagine putting a small stick of dynamite inside a sealed can of pudding, and you get the picture. Messy.
So, I'd been hearing stories from Lauren of this happening around the split second between the time you take the dirty diaper off and get the new diaper on. This would be a level 3 disaster, sometimes covering everything in it's path in...mess. Lauren said that there was always a "warning shot" before the big explosion though...with just enough time to cover and take cover.
Alright, so it's about 3:30AM, the last feeding that I usually do when I pull an all nighter before I actually lay down to try to sleep. So, I'm a bit tired by this point. I'm changing Maddie, and start to hear the warning shot. I don't think I've ever moved so fast at that hour to get another diaper up and on before the unthinkable occurs. Luckily, it was just that, a warning shot. No further explosions. Sort of like a mortal attack, but without any direct strikes.
So, it just got me thinking. Diaper changing should have a code of ethics and rules of engagement, just like warfare. If the diaper is off, it's supposed to be a ceasefire. Our girls, however, seem to think it's funny to take this opportunity, the maybe 20 seconds of freedom, and use it to cause irreparable damage to our carpet, the changing pad...the wall...
For those of you with new babies or babies on the way, keep this in mind. That sweet little angel laying there cooing at you while you change it is harboring a threat..and it's one with little warning, but if they use it...oh boy the mess!
