|Although he is super cute!|
But driving home after Easter I crossed a line I would have never imagined...
Public restrooms are generally gross so I was nervous about changing lil Charlie there... normally I would just set him on the back seat and stand outside the car while I changed him. However it was cold outside so instead of doing that, I balanced him on top of my sisters duffle bag and decided to change him there.
There were so many things that could go wrong with this idea, him sliding off, getting poo on her bag, possibly repeating the experience of the first time I changed him in the car with him peeing everywhere... Yet I foolishly continued.
Of course it was a poop explosion so it was time consuming to change him. Then inevitably he began to slip off the duffle bag while still covered in poo. I had to catch him so I instinctively whipped the wipe from my hand to my teeth so I would have two hands to grab him. What was I thinking??? I was wiping his butt... then I put the wipe in my mouth? Sure it was the clean part of the wipe... but still!! For the rest the night my mouth taste like soap and I just kept shuttering at the close his poo came to my mouth. Ahh!
New rule, no matter what... I will not change him in the car. I have decided instead to get working on a crafty idea of a blanket that I can lie down on the changing table in public bathrooms, so both my baby and my mouth can stay clean.
Please tell me that some other mothers have crazy stories too... I would love to hear them!