On the 9th Day of Christmas…
Diaper Dude brought to you some really cool daddy gear in the form of the “Survival Kit” (retail value $110)!
It includes the Navy messenger style bag, the mini-dude, and a navy water bottle holder:
Travis has wanted his own gear FOR.EV.ER. Merry Christmas Travis! You deserve your own Dad pack! All good dads do! This may not be the kegerator, but it’s a pretty cool gift for any new dad - functional, hip, and in some weird way, having a Daddy diaper bag sort of validates a dad’s importance and role as caregiver. Why should Travis have to tote my diaper bag around when he takes the kids to the park, store, mall, or wherever?! Now he has his own, he knows his way around it, it has all his man gear inside (well, I guess that’s pretty much just sunglasses!). Plus, I think he looks pretty sexy strutting around confidently with his Diaper Dude gear.
Let’s make this one a contest…share your funniest diaper-related story. Winner will be chosen December 17th!
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I was changing my niece’s diaper one time and she peed EVERYWHERE. I was so surprised because I thought only boys did that!!
My mom put my brother is his playpen to lay down. She came back in to find he had taken his diaper off and smeared poop in the mesh of the playpen. It was all over him and the playpen. She had to hose him and the playpen down. She ended up throwing the playpen out, but not him LOL
My other funny one, was I was chaning a baby boy’s diaper (as a nanny) and it was LATE, the door bell rang and I jumped. It scared the baby and he started peeing and it was all in my face. UGH! lol
I remember once, changing my son’s diaper and as he peed on me….he laughed histerically. That spooked me….what a crazy sense of humor for a little one. Hope I win.
When we brought my nephew home from the hospital, my sister took him into the nursery to change his diaper. She yelled for us all to come in there, so we ran in scared something was wrong! She was standing by the changing table, with just a hint of tears in her eyes. She said in the proudest of ways “Look at how brilliant my son is already!” We looked at the wall, which was bordered in a Sesame Street alphabet, and the letter P was SOAKED… He had peed all over the P. My sister still swears he knew what he was doing; pretty brilliant for a 2 day old!
Oh man — I won’t give any details but let’s say that on our way home from Vietnam with our little one (IN AIR) was the first time that we were lucky enough to attempt a “sponge” bath in an airplane bathroom — ummmm, three cheers to blowouts! It was an adventure!
Dawn E
When my nephew was first born, my sister did not know to change quickly and he peed everywhere! She had such pretty wall hangings by the changing table that got ruined. I learned to be quick when I had my boys!
Just a few days ago I was nursing my daughter when I felt her having a “blowout”. I thought to myself I will have to change her diaper before she starts to eat on the other breast. Before she was even done feeding on the first side my pants felt really warm and wet. After she pooped, she peed and b/c she pooped first the pee had nowhere to absorb so it just came out the back of her diaper. I not only had to change my pants but my underwear also. The funniest part was that I did not have to change her outfit b/c nothing got on her clothes at all.
My cousin and I have babies very close in age. We were all going to the zoo one day and my cousin asked our aunt to change her son’s diaper right before we left. Well about a half an hour after we got to the zoo, pee leaked out of the diaper and all over her lap on the train ride. When she changed his diaper she found out that is wasn’t because he had gone so mcuh, but because my aunt had put the “new, disposable” diaper on backwards.
I know the trick about taking your childs temperature rectally will help them to poop, but I wasn’t expecting this! I was taking my first daughter’s temp. in her bum. she was only a few months old. I wasn’t trying to make her poop, I thought she had a fever. It was the very first time I had ever done it so I was horribly nervous…how far to stick it in, is it lubed enough, etc etc etc.
She was laying on her changing table which is on top of her dresser. Above the changing table hang all of her clothes (everything is in the closet). I put her legs up over her body and took her temp. I wasn’t expecting what happened next. When I took the thermometer out of her bum, she squirted liquid poop literally about 4 feet across her closet, managed to only hit 2 dresses, and hit the wall on the side of her closet! It was so freaking funny I didn’t even mind cleaning liquid poop off the wall!!!
When we first arrived home with our daughter Josie from Vietnam, our oldest daughter demonstrated her extreme baby hogging talent. I could do nothing , without Lynn breathing over my shoulder,Volunteering to do this and that and the other ! So being the Sneaky and Warped Mom that I am… I Voluteered Josie’s next Diaper change. Josie needs to be changed I told Lynn. “Ok Mom”, she said, as she rushes over and snatches baby away.
Little did she know, I had been Bouncing baby on my knee, and baby had a Fully Pack Diaper of Poo !!! … Ha Ha !!! 
I heard a screech and a lot of grumbling. Then Lynn came out holding baby by the arm pits and said…. Oh MY GOSH MOM !!!! Is THAT what babies do, Seriously…. if they do, I may have to rethink having babies !
It was our son’s first Thanksgiving. I remember he had a blowout and I went to change him. As I was placing the new diaper under his bottom he started to pooh again. I cleaned him and then placed another new diaper under his little bottom and he started to pooh again. Again, I cleaned him and he started to pooh again. This went on and on that I believe we went through five diapers until we were finally able to clean him, place him in a new diaper and he stayed clean. At least for a little bit. Another time we had a new puppy. He got a hold of our son’s diaper and ran off with it. The diaper open and the puppy had poop all over his face. Yuck. What a mess that was.
I dont have kids of my own, but I am a nanny to a two year old. He is in the middle of potty training and completely obsessed with the movie Cars. His parents bought him Car pullups, which work really well because he doesnt want to pee on “Big Red” which is what he calls lighting Mcqueen. Last week, we went to storytime at our local bookstore, and we walk up to the train table where there is a little girl, innocently playing with the trains. Ethan starts pointing to his pants saying “I’ve got big red!” The little girl didnt know what he was talking about, so she says, “I know….” But Ethan must have thought she didnt know, so he pulls down his pants and points to himself as he yells, “Look at my BIG RED!” The little girl didnt have a chance to respond as I lept at Ethan, pulling up his pants, and telling him we needed to go home to his mommy and daddy (with that line, people know he isn’t mine. Bwahaa.)
I use cloth diapers, and they’re a lot bulkier than disposables. One day my friend and I took my daughter to the playgym at the mall. I forgot an extra diaper, so I ran to CVS to buy some disposables. She was wearing a sized-up pair of pants (since most pants in her current size won’t fit over the cloth dipes), and when I put the disposable on her they were way too roomy. My poor kid was the only one there with these awful pants, which were one of my first attempts at sewing, so they were pretty sad looking to begin with, and then of course they kept falling down around her ankles. She was “that kid”!
Diaper stories are never funny when it’s happening to you. It happened just this week.
Maximo has had diarrhea for four days, we went to the doctor and luckily he blew it out right there in the office, so the dr. could see it. Unfortunately, I didn’t have enough wipes/kleenex to really clean up the mess and for once, I had the diaper bag with an extra shirt…
We had a lab check the specimen for bacteria/virus and they were afraid there wasn’t enough - como se dice a sh*tload in Spanish? Because I really felt bad for the lab technician that had to go through that one!
I remember the worst blowout my daughter ever had was on out way home from Guatemala in the Atlanta airport. I was trying to change her, keep her from getting dirtier and make our connecting flight on time. I was just glad it hadn’t happened while we were on the plane!!!
my little sister would always run around with diapers on her head! but thankfully they were clean ones!!!
I remeber one time my neice made a huge mess and spilled my coffee all over the floor….i was rumuging around for napkins in my bag when i realized that i had a diaper….so i used that to mop it up!!
I don’t have a diaper story yet, but I amd SURE will sometime this week. Our G&R is scheduled for Wednesday. How do you change a diaper in an airplane anyhow?
Our first public diaper change was in Hanoi on Hoan Kiem Lake. We were at the temple in the middle of the lake and the only place we could find to change her was on a bench. Many old men were playing checkers nearby and thought it was either funny or rude to change her there. Coming to think of it, that’s the most disrespectful place we have ever changed our kid!
My mom watches my daughter every Thursday. I came home early one day to give her a break. I walk in and see my daughter successfully affixing her diaper to the dog (who doesn’t seem to mind, she likes anything smelly). When the door slammed behind me, it startled my daughter who then peed on the floor. I turned the corner to see my mom oblivious in the kitchen washing the dishes.
i don’t really have any funny diaper-realated stories. luckily, my girls always kepr their diapers on their bottoms.
but, i do put the pull-ups on my head and dance around to make the girls laugh. (a clean one, i might add.) they both used to think it was hilarious, but now that savannah is approaching five, i think she is a little embarrassed that her mother is acting like a fool with a diaper on her head!
I have to say that I have the UTMOST respect for duct tape!! It IS true, duct tape works on everything. My 2 year old has discovered how to take his diaper off constantly and uggghhhh, I am so tired of it. He wakes up from nap time and he has it off in his crib and let’s just say, that can be pretty disgusting. Yeah, Poo poo makes wonderful finger paint. I know, I know, too much information!! haha! But, I think I read about using duct tape over the velcro closures on the diaper and well, Low and behold, it works!! Problem solved. I know it sounds borderline OCD, crazy, dumb, but, heh, it works. We have to be very creative to survive, right?!?
When my daughter was only about two months old she was having some issues with constipation. One day she was particularly fussy and by that evening she started screaming and I could not get her to stop. Nothing was working and I was starting to get nervous that something was really wrong. She is my first child and I was so worried that I was doing something wrong and she was really sick. I was thinking about calling the dr. but wanted to take her temperature first. I knew about the thermometer stimulating them to poop, but my nerves were getting the best of me and I wasn’t really thinking about it as I started taking her temp. She was still screaming as I did it and after about 30 seconds, with the thermometer still in there, poop just exploded out of her - and all over me. She immediately stopped crying. The funny thing was, I was so relieved that she was ok and that she felt better, I didn’t even care that I was covered in poop.
We are going through potty training and I left my son alone for a few minutes, he had a dirty diaper and he realized too late that he wanted to go on the potty. He stripped down diaper and all right in front of the bathroom. I walked in the room and there was poop all over the carpet and one of our black labs was starting to eat it. I of course started to freak out yelling at the dogs and trying to get my son away from the mess. I opened the bathroom door to get stuff to clean it up not realizing that I just smeared the poop into the carpet and under the door. It was awful!!
My hubby needs a manbag, he hates to carry my pink bag especially when I am not with them!
My poor Seth (husband) is an only child and his cousins are all his age or older so he never had to change a diaper. Our second day with Sienna was her first bowel movement and I was meeting with our agency director in the lobby to go over some paperwork. I came back to a very frustrated husband (who had used half the wipes) and an unhappy child whose diaper changing had taken 15 minutes!! Seth told me that he felt he could get better but I was not allowed to go to far from the room without Sienna just in case.
I have to say my funniest diaper story is the time I took Ben out for about six hours and realized when we got home that I had forgotten to put a diaper on him that morning. Now that is an unfortunate diaper story!!
This isn’t a specific diaper changing story. When our first son was born, we lived in a tiny duplex. We lived there until he was three years old. When we finally moved out, of course we moved all his furniture and where his changing table had been there were streaks all across the wall from where he had peed on the wall and we’d cleaned it up so many times! I’m sure next week bringing home our new baby, we will have a great airplane changing story to tell!
Ha! This one isn’t even mine. My male cousin was changing his new daughter’s diaper and she had a ‘blow out’. Instead of trying to get her poopy onesie over her head and then bathing the child, he got a pair of scissors and cut it off of her! Men
All right, so I could gross you out with a pee or poop story, but I think I’ll just share that Emmanuel lately is the diaper patrol who MUST inspect each diaper’s Sesame Street character before we put it on him. Most days, he has to ensure that Elmo or Cookie Monster is in the front and Abby Cadabby ends up as one of the characters on his butt. (It’s not such a simple combination, I might add, since the diaper designs vary so much, so this can often be a time consuming inspection process when most of the time, I just want the diaper change over with.) When I ask him to help me get a diaper for Sebastian, he insists on selecting which one he DOESN”T want on him based on the characters. Can you say OCD? Or is this just being a temperamental toddler?
This one is fresh, in the memory that is, since we just returned from Vietnam two weeks ago. While we were in Vietnam adopting Liam I would talk to my parents on the web-cam. Liam was poopie so I decidedto change him while talking on the computer. When all of a sudden blowout all over me and my parents got to witness it and my mom said “aw sweet, payback you did that to me once”. Also the next day (Liam was having some bowel issues) while we were shopping in Hoi An, we had some more poo fun. I was carrying Liam in my sling when all of a sudden I felt this thunderous boom under my hand an said “Oh sh*t, and I mean literally” There of course as you know limited places to change baby there so another pap suggested the table in the wood carving shop next to me. So I changed him right there on the for sale wood carved table. As I looked up many of the locals were getting a good laugh at my expense. Plus the poo was EVERYWHERE, good times, lol!
I had to go on a trip to Texas with my dad and my husband was in charge of our son.He called me panicked and hysterical and barely understandable. When he finally calmed down a little he explained to me that he left our son in his playpen while he was cooking and he comes back to find our son had taken his diaper off and through it on the carpet. Also, he had smooshed it all in the mesh and the floor of his playpen and I guess had a little taste also. At this point and time I started laughing so hard and had tears running down my face because I was so glad that I was 500 miles away. My husband has a very weak stomach so he also was throwing up in between trying to clean our son up and the carpet and playpen. He also called my mom and asked “how do I get poop out of his mouth”, my mom replied she never had that type of problems, she had girls and that we never did anything like that. This is still a running joke in our family.
We recently started cloth diapering our son. I walked my husband step-by-step through the whole process. Since we have several different kinds of diapers, it can be confusing when just starting out. Anyhow, I asked my husband to change our son’s diaper. Less than a half hour later, our son was leaking all over the place. Confused I went to go change him. It was then that I discovered that my husband used a burp cloth instead of a prefolded diaper!
Okay! We have two kids. We were diligent with number one but our second … often gets lost in the diaper shuffle. Who can remember the last change. Recently, we left the house at 10 am ( without the diaper bag or anything needed) only to find ourselves with a blowout diaper all over the baby, the carseat, and up the back. No supplies. No way to make it okay in 3o degree weather. I count on my husband to have brought the goods when we travel. The milk, the diapers, spare clothes were in the vestibule at the house. We were diaperless on Thanksgiving…. with no stores open, a crying little boy, and a big brother who all but threatened to call CPS and questioned how anyone could ever see us as fit as he was in the backseat with the smell. No new clothes…no diapers… and giving thanks for nothing. We tried not to carnage each other….. but we felt a little like turkeys with a boy whose diaper was stuffed. Hopefully, never again..
Bath time is a favorite time at our house. We used to get Miss S naked in her room and carry her the 15 feet to the bath tub sans diaper. For six and a half months, this worked for us. One evening, I was finishing a few things up at our computer and hubby was getting things set for bath time. On his way from her bedroom to the bathroom, he stopped at the office, holding her high, so she could grin and smile at me in daddy’s arms. He was proud, she was proud and they were both grinning ear to ear. Next thing we know, she lets out a little grunt and and there is poop everywhere within a five foot radius - on the carpet, on the wall. At this point we have no idea what to do first - clean the baby, clean the floor or clean my husband. As it turns out, hubby got away unscathed (don’t ask my how - perfectly clean!!). He cleaned baby while I cleaned the floor and kept the nosy dog away from the poo on the floor. Needless to say, the diaper now comes off in the bathroom. We learned our lesson!
Changing babies diapers in the trunk of the car and leaving a dirty diaper in the trunk of the car!!! Yikes!
First outing with our daughter (other than the ride home from the hospital) and my husband and I went to the local baby store for some necessary breast feeding supplies. We hadn’t been in the store more than 2 minutes and we saw the classic red face and heard the tell tale sounds of a nasty diaper. To the restroom we marched and changed our first “out in public” dirty diaper. First, it took us almost 5 minutes to sufficiently ‘line’ the public changing pad with paper towels before we’d even put our changing pad on top of it (can I emphasize here that this was our first public diaper change…my how things have changed). Then we pull back the appropriate layers of clothing (this was in December) without fully removing them, open the diaper to see the disaster inside and she kicks her legs just enough to smear poop on her onesie. We refasten the dirty diaper, strip her down and change her onesie (I was afraid she’d get cold…yup, another first timer) while leaving the rest of her outfit lying beside her. We manage to clean her up and get the new diaper underneath her, but before we can close it she pees all over her new onesie AND outfit. I was feeling all confident in my new mothering skills by having a backup onesie with the poop smear, until she soaked the new onesie and her outfit…
My husband and I were visiting Italy when our son was 4 months old and had to change his diaper wherever we could. On the seats of tour buses, on the floor of the Coliseum, and on the seat of a gondola. We were surprised when my husband slipped while visiting the Sistine Chapel. My son had peed out of the side of his diaper all over the floor. His diaper and onesie (it was summertime) were completely dry but his sock was soaked. We quickly cleaned up the floor and walked away. A few hours later we were changing his diaper by the ruins…
I am sure this has happened a lot- we put the clothes on him, accidentally had his penis sticking out one leg, and put him in a snowsuit. He was soaked halfway through the jog, and then it started freezing. Bad parent story for sure.
We’re in the process of potty training Ava, so to try to get her to poo in the potty, I take her dirty diapers and dump it into the toilet and say “Poop goes in the potty”. Well, Binh had a dirty diaper the other day, and Ava wanted his to go into the potty. So I dumped his poop in there and said “Poop goes in the potty.” Well, Binh’s mega poop stopped up our toilet! This is a brand new house and the first person to clog the toilet was our 20lb. 20 month old son! God help us when he’s a teeenager. Ava saw the water getting higher in the bowl (b/c it wasn’t going down since it was clogged) and yelled, “It’s coming back!)!
Our 2 year old Eva had spent the morning with Dad and an adoring but crude uncle. Later after a round of toots and grunts from our 3 mo old girl, I went to change her diaper. Being mama’s helper, Eva stood next to me, asking “you think poops or just tinkles, mommy?” She loves to play that guessing game. With much anticipation the diaper came off revealing a massive mustard-mess. As I grimaced, Eva lovingly nuzzled the baby’s cheek and said, “Awwww… you have fire in your butt just like Uncle Adam.” I was cracking up. She has a mind like a steel-trap and a heart of gold to match!
oh why not!
I teach two year olds… I used to team teach with a girl my own age, B, and she was very naieve about little kids and diapers. She was an only child, and all that… never even held a baby before. We were both 19 at the time.
The very first time she changed a a diaper it was a BM. She smiled as I quietly talked her through it so the boss wouldn’t be the wiser to her being unable to change a kid. As she is changing, slowly mind you, the little boy starts talking to her about having to pee pee. Mind you these are two year olds, they know when they gotta go. She told him to hold on a second, and went to finish up what they had to do. I turned back to the bathroom in time to see her getting a facefull of urine as the kid looked really pleased that he got to pee.
Needless to say, she didn’t change the boys we had anymore till she got quicker about the whole thing.
On the plane home from Guatemala…..low and behold a loaded diaper. Go into micro bathroom and prop up my leg first on the wall then sink then toilet trying to change a squirming screaming 12 month old. I wouldn’t wish that on anybody!!!:)
I may not have children of my own yet, but I am a nurse and you can bet I have changed my share of diapers (on the elderly spectrum) that is. I have this necklace and it says “Everybody Poops” I usually show this to my patients if they are feeling emabarrased about things. It always brings a smile to their face. Thanks! I would give this as a gift to my sister and brother-in law that have two little girls.
ick - once changed my baby sister’s diaper (a stinky one!) to turn and find it missing…… yep - the dog took it!
OK it is not my child but, my sister was changing her son and he just figured out that something was poking out between his legs so he looks down and proceeds to flick it while saying “Bing”, it was hilarous. I will never forget it. He still does it every once in a while because he knows how funny it was.
This is Travis’ mom and I’m not submitting this story to enter the contest. Heather absolutely insisted that I share it! Trav, you know what’s coming!
We had just moved to Miami and Travis was only a couple months old. There was a course being offered at the Community College that I was interested in taking. This was almost 30 years ago, so one had to wait in a registration line to enroll. Not only did we not have computers for online registration, we didn’t have disposable diapers with elastic bands around the legs. Can you quess what’s coming? While standing in the middle of a long line holding Travis in one arm and all my registration materials in the other, he deciced it was time to let loose. Those of you who breastfeed know how runny those poops can be. He had shit all over him and I had it all over me and running down my clothes. What does one do in that situation but act as if nothings wrong and just quietly walk away with your head up, acting as if this is a common everyday occurance, no big deal. Luckily, I had a friend a mile away whose house I drove to. I think I broke down at her door step. She scooped Travis from my arms, ran him right to the tubby, threw clean clothes at me and opened a bottle of wine. So, thanks Trav, for the memories! Love you
My dad is a wonderful grandpa, but he had made it fairly clear when his three new grandchildren were born in the span of seven weeks that he wasn’t comfortable babysitting until the kids were by “automated and self-propelled”. But, Grandpa ia s softy and when push came to shove, he was there to help out by babysitting my nephew when there was a family emergency and grandma wasn’t home. When my brother picked up his son, it was discovered that Grandpa could and would change a diaper. How he managed to put the diaper on both backwards and inside out is beyond me. No wonder he thinks changing diapers is so difficult!!
How about the time my husband ran out to an all-night CVS pharmacy, and came home with newborn size instead of toddler!!
This isn’t exactly a diaper story, but it is close. I was working in the church nursery for a special function and there were quite a few visitors. We took the kids for potty time and all of the sudden this one boy jumped into the toilet. He ended up being a visitor’s child and come to find out he wasn’t even potty trained yet!!!
I saw your giveaway yesterday, but didn’t answer because I didn’t have a diaper story. Today, I do!
Today was my daughter’s 2nd birthday party. As the party was wrapping up, my brother-in-law was putting his two year old son in the car to go home but he was struggling and didn’t want to get in his seat (he wanted to keep paying with his cousin!). My BIL had his keys in his hands, but dropped them into the diaper bag to try to get a better hold on his son. You guessed it - he closed the door and locked his son inside. He was screaming and terrified (it was so sad to see!), but my daughter watched the whole scene from our front door and she had a blast. She loved the fire truck that came to our house - and thought it was there to celebrate her birthday! “Wow! Look! Fire truck! Happy Birthday, Annie!”
My daughter was a “Poop Picasso”. Enough said.
Here’s mine:
We put the baby (about 6 months old,) in the playpen for a few minutes. We picked her up, and unzipped her sleepsack to see the she had somehow wiggled out of her diaper cover and cloth diaper, and then pooped. She was covered in poop from waist to toes. She appeared to have been enjoying squishing around in it. What a mess!
lisa
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well, I have only had one…so far….in the tax market in Saigon. Of course Aiden was in the ergo so there was poop everywhere- ergo, mommy, Aiden. And did I mention I had him on the wrong formula for a few days? Bad mommy, extra bad blowout. And then of course I got all sorts of lectures from the Vietnamese about what I was doing wrong….I am sure I will have plenty more!
I’ll never forget the day when my husband changed our daughter’s (first baby) dirty diaper for the first time!! He was acting all macho and saying that he could handle it and all…then out of no where…he comes flying out of the room totally dry heaving! It’s a classic tale to tell in our fam…we could have made thousands if I only had a video camera at that moment!! Too funny!
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Well that would be when a friend was over to help with the twins and we were feeding them dinner and I swore Johanna had finished pooping because MY pants were wet. I took her to her downstairs changing table and began to change her diaper as I was changing her she started to poop AGAIN and I said oh sh*t she is still pooping as my friend laughed so hard as soon as she was done (or so I thought) I started the process again and wouldn’t you know it I didn’t even get the first wipe out of the wipe container and I was saying yet again Oh sh*t she is pooping again - oh yeah and through out this Johanna is screaming as I am not going to feed her while she is being changed, my friend is dying of laughter and Samuel is looking at us as if we have lost it. Once the diaper was changed for good I was laughing too!
When my daughter was in her crib she took her diaper off and proceeded to fingerpaint on the walls, her face etc. I almost got sick trying to clean this mess up. lol
I went to change Patricks diaper and pulled off his pants and ended up with a fist of poo, it had come out his diaper and into his pants. ewww.
I have 5 kids so I had thought I had seen it all but I was wrong. After 4 boys we finally had a little girl and were so excited. I fully expected the dirty diapers and so on, what I didn’t expect was the loud flatulance emitting from my precious little angel. My boys were all silent in their bms but not her! She announces her poops very loudly. I still can’t believe how loud she is!
We learned the hard way that apparently not only does a breastfed baby’s poo smell sweet, if you are a greyhound it also tastes sweet. We awoke one morning to shredded diapers covering our son’s room!
Some friends and I were out shopping at a bridal store for our bridesmaid dresses and I was playing with my friends daughter who was almost 1 while she tried on her dress. We were playing horse on the knee and the next thing I knew there was green poop all over my jeans. NICE! My first experience with a blow out.
This would be perfect for Bella’s food when we travel.
Not sure if this is THAT funny but Will absolutely hates carrying a diaper bag so instead, he stuffs his pockets with a diaper, small baggies of wipes, snacks etc. He could totally use this so we don’t end up with diapers going through the wash ever again! Such a mess to clean.
My husband and I are expecting our first and he wanted to practice diapering so we used a stuffed monkey. He wanted to go first so I simulated everything right down to the pee in the air that he had to catch with a wash cloth. he ended up diapering the monkey backwards and had water ll over himself and it only took him five minutes. he is officially on diaper duty when our son comes until he gets his time down to 1 minute!
J would love this. He hates the diaper bag his mom got him. (Maybe I shouldn’t say that on here…who knows who stalks your blog!) Anyway, we have only had E for a month so our funniest story was in Vietnam. I would say it was maybe the second or third day after we met him and we were back at the hotel. J still wasn’t changing diapers, as he had never done it before and needed to watch and learn before he tried the task. J said E was stinky and he was leaving some stinkies earlier and he thought it was a good time to pass him to me. I laid him on the bed in the hotel, forgetting to put down the towl, so being extra careful not to make a mess, I opened up his diaper and he shot some pee right into the air. Of course! So, I ducked to the side and put the diaper right back until I thought he was done. J was laughing since this was our first experience getting sprayed. Then when I thought it was safe I peered the diaper back again and started to wipe him down. No sooner did I get to the back when the little stinker started to poopy. All I had was a little wipe so here I stood trying desperately not to get the hotel bedspread messy while my little guy literally pooped in my hand. It took J a few more days until he even dared to try to change a diaper, but now he is a little leaguer…I wouldn’t say he is in the major’s quite yet! So moral of this long story…don’t cozy up on hotel bedspread’s since you never know who might have been dumb enough to change their kids diaper right near where you’d place your head!
We had only been parents for a few days, having just met our five month old son in South Africa. We all went to the zoo in Pretoria, and Beloved and I pushed Sparkle around the zoo in a stroller. We had a poopy diaper crisis and had to stop right in front of the “savana” exhibit to change him and realized we only had ONE wipe! Totally a new parent rookie mistake! We managed somehow, tearing the wipe into pieces and laughing and laughing at ourselves. When we went back to visit in South Africa a few months ago, we stopped and took pictures of Sparkle (now five years old) at the same exhibit– clean butt this time!
Man, my story doesn’t hold a candle to these, but I think my hubby deserves this for #2 since it seems like, with the Ethiopian Princess, the worst, nastiest blowouts only happened when he was alone with her. Not that he couldn’t handle it - he’s a full-partner daddy and all that, but these were the kind where 2 sets of hands would have made life much nicer, and she seemed to just save them for him and him alone!!
Lots of poo stories to share but a quick one from my own hubby who has caught many a poo in his day. Our daughter Bella was a week old and we thought we were so brave and went out to dinner. As we were getting out of the car she clearly had done her business. My hubby quickly rushed to diaper duty and was effectively cleaning her bum and almost done when the little play-doh pumper action began out of her behind. Like someone was pushing the lever down, the poo came on out ALL OVER THE FRONT SEAT of the mini van. Dad did his best to catch what he could, but baby girl had a lot to release! Needless to say, we’ll never EVER forget that trip to Panera.
Good one Laurie!
our darling daughter has learned that she can take her diapers off. this isn’t such a terrible skill if it is clean, or even wet. But we recently discovered both of the dogs playing with a diaper with #2 in it… we’re glad it wasn’t the kid, but all the same, it would have been better in the diaper pail
This contest reminds me of the night I picked my son up at the airport in Memphis. He was three months old and arriving home from South Korea. It was 2 days before Christmas and I was in disbelief that I was actually going to become a parent. All of the adoptive parents were surrounded by the press, as they were doing a news segment on the “Christmas Babies” from Korea. My son had on a little pink outfit which was confusing because all the other boys had on blue. I thought the adoption agency had given me the wrong baby, so I tried to discretely open his diaper to take a look. Well, about that time my son decides to pee and it went all over my neck. As luck would have it, a camera man had us in his sights. Everyone laughed and he promised not to put our accident on the air. As it turned out, my son had wet his blue outfit on the plane and all the escorts had left to put on him was a pink suit.
We live in a really cute little Norman Rockwell, Main Street type town that gets a lot of visitors. When my 1st was about 14 months, we had braved a beautiful little courtyard cafe on Main Street one evening. It’s a pretty upscale place and we don’t usually go there because Taylor doesn’t do well sitting still and there are lots of tourists there trying to enjoy a peaceful meal. My mom had been holding Taylor, walking her around when she smelled a dirty diaper. I said I’d run go change it - I had left a spare diaper in the car which was parked right near by. Taylor was wearing a little dress but didn’t have one of those diaper cover/panties on with it. As mom went to hand me the baby, I got the top half of her body, she twisted towards me, reached out her arms a button on her dress got caught on my mom’s long necklace. As she tried to pull loose, the tape fastener on her diaper got stuck on mom’s shirt and the diaper stayed on mom, the baby went to me, her dress was caught in the necklace - and the massive, messy poop started to FALL OUT on the floor! What happened next was almost in slow motion - as the diaper opened and Taylor came out of it - I instinctively reached out…and caught the poop mid-air, IN MY HANDS (in front of about 40 horrified patrons of the cafe). Mom an I are simultaneously hooting, hollering, laughing hysterically and accidentally drawing even more attention to the situation. We have to huddle back together almost in a hug to get the the dress uncaught from mom, the poop back in the diaper and the diaper kind of laid over the bare poopy hiney of the toddler hanging from my neck while my hands are..um..full. The whole thing only lasted a moment before I was able to get to the restroom but I know there were a lot of people who got more of a sight than they bargained for that night.
Funniest diaper experience? …I’m not sure if I have one but there have been plenty of times that my DD runs from us butt naked while I chase her, oh and somehow she’s usually got the diaper- she knows that the birthday suit is much better.
then there was our first experience of putting down for a nap in just her diaper (it was hot)…Next time I’ll use ducktape too, it’s not pretty otherwise
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A funny diaper story I recall is one about our little JMR and her footed winter pjs. If she napped too long during the day she would get bored in her crib at night. To entertain herself she would quietly unzip her pajama suit take it and her diaper off and then pee in the bed. When we would go in to check on her after a couple hours at night she would be lying there, naked and wet (quietly staring up at you). The solution was to cut the feet off the suit and put it on her backwards (zipper in back). It worked.
I tried to check her diaper on day and as I was peeping on the underside of her diaper, i reached in a little to far and stuck my fnger into her poop. It was gross.
I’m not sure this is all that original! I was at my OB/GYN for my 6 week checkup when I noticed my daughter had pooped. So I changed her on the checkup table. As I was putting her sleeper back on she pooped again, so I started to change her. I had her diaper off and was wiping her when she peed on the table. Cleaned that up, changed her, put her in her carrier and she pooped again! I changed her one last time and ran as fast as I could out of there because I was all out of diapers. I wanted to make sure the next one didn’t take out the carseat!
It wasn’t so funny at the time, but the ladies at my church nursery accidently put my son’s soiled cloth diaper in another’s bag. They brought it back the next week still dirty sealed in a plastic bag.
Years ago my husband was changing one of the kids diapers. He took forever but finally did get it done and brought her into the living room. A little while later I noticed a wet spot on the carpet. She was already crawling at the time. I went over picked her up and she was soaking wet. I went to change her diaper and found over half her bottom uncovered and the rest of it was duct taped. He couldn’t find the tabs so he duck taped it all the way around her. And pulled the diaper all crooked. I had to take scissors to cut it off her. the diaper that is. Needless to say he never did figure how to but a diaper on.
The other day my 2 year old son took off his diaper in the crib. When I asked him why he did that, he said, “I not eat the poo poo mama.” Good rule, I said.
My husband was changing a diaper at his aunt’s we were visiting her in GA from missouri, she got all new bathroom mats, three or four, he took the diaper off and the boy shot poop across the whole bathroom managed to hit every brand new rug in the place, my husband just started hollering, I knew I was in for trouble when I went running. What a mess, they were no longer brand new but with some heavy duty stain stick they did come clean.
When my daughter was potty training, we still were wearing pull ups when we went out. We were in the post office and I was trying to get packages shipped. She kept saying “Mommy I have to potty”. I said hold on a minute. I hear laughter coming from about 10 people behind me. Well, Emma decided that when you have to go potty, you need to pull down your pants and pull ups. So she was standing in the middle of the post office with her pants around her ankles….smiling widely.. So cute!!
One story…but there are so many. Since, the babies have come home, the worst part is our 3 then/now 4 year old “diapering” a willing participant while I’m homeschooling the oldest. I’m sure the expression on my face was priceless when I came around the corner and lunged for the very full diaper being taken off. I promptly explained that mommy needs to be the one to take care of stinky diapers.
My son is 2 and he loves to try and potty like a big boy! Once he has made it IN the potty but usually it is NEXT to the potty! This makes for lots of clean up!
When he was about 18 months old he learned that if he was in his crib for a nap or bedtime if he yelled “poo poo” over and over we’d come in and check on him! So, whether he was stinky or not he was a little stinker!
My kids are grown, so I couldn’t remember any funny diaper stories. However, I do remember that my oldest boy’s skin was so sensitive, we would not leave a soil diaper on his bottle for any time at all with out causing him a painful rash.
I am surprised that he grew up normal because for the first 2 years of his life we were constantly running after him to “check” his diaper!
i once worked at a daycare and i changed a toddler girl diaper. after 30 min we noticed her overalls were soaking wet and the other teacher asked if i had put a new diaper on. i was sure i had… well they found the missing diaper. she had undone it and it had fallen down her pant legs.
Is it still open? The husband would love this?
I guess my favorite diaper story is that I got to change the first diaper my son ever wore - that was really special.
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As I showed my husband how to change a dirty diaper of our firstborn I was wiping up the poo and our son started going again, wipe and poo, wipe and poo then my husband started having dry heaves. LOL