This is a story, as a mom, that I just HAVE to share.
Last night, Ronan was extra tired. We fed him some dinner and then went for an early bath. He was with a sitter yesterday, and one of the things that happens when Ronan’s with a sitter is that I lose track of when poops happen. Never usually a big deal, but it’s something I like to know.
Until last night.
I put Ronan in the bath as it was filling, and sat next to the tub. We played and splashed in the water. All of a sudden, he squatted down and made his poop-face. I panicked a little, but picked him up and perched him on the edge of the toilet. He finished pooping in the bowl! But I had to fish the early poop out of the tub and let him run naked around the bathroom while I drained the tub, sprayed some Clorox clean-up, scrubbed and rinsed. Then I started refilling the tub. He played in the bathroom the whole time.
So… poop in the tub = fail. But first poop in the POTTY? = WIN!
I showed him his poop in the bowl, and then we flushed and watched it go away together. Then he closed the lid.
I put him back in the tub, and went to clean off all of the toys that were in the water when he pooped. I had my back to the tub… well, really my SIDE to the tub for about 3 minutes. I came over with all of his toys, ready to give them back…
… and he was playing with poop.
LOTS of poop.
There was a shit-fest in my bathtub. I was so mortified, I froze. Brock took Ronan out of the tub again, and I was at a loss of what to do. “What did you do last time, Mandy?” Brock asked.
“I fished it out with my hand! But it was just one little poop! There are a HUNDRED in there!”
There may or may not have been less than a hundred poops.
Finally, I decided to just get the poop out. I fished around with my hands for a while, drained the tub, re-bleached, re-scrubbed, and re-filled. At this point, Ronan was crying because he was cold and wanted in the bath. We did a lot of talking, “We don’t poop in the bathtub, Ronan. We poop in the potty. Poop is dirty.”
Finally, we got him in a clean tub sans poop. We washed quickly, shampooed, then rinsed. Bath time took twice as long for half the actual amount of bathing.
I used to be SO proud… Ronan had never, ever pooped in the tub, even as a small baby. Now? Twice in one night.
Bath time FAIL.
