What was your most recent experience with total chaos?

I’ll go first. My baby just had her 1st round of shots today, so I wanted to check her temp to make sure she wasn’t getting a fever because I was anxious. She wouldn’t stop flailing, so I had to keep putting it in like 3 times. Finally got the temp, but then a poop explosion ensued. I dropped the thermometer, and now there’s poop on the changing table. She’s flailing like a bass out of water, so her foot is now in the poop.

Having a major lapse in judgment because of mom’s brain, I run and call for my husband in the other room, but he couldn’t hear me over the music, so it took longer than expected to get his attention. By the time we got back, she must have pooped more and is now absolutely covered in her own poop. Her entire lower half looked like she went for a dip in Shrek’s swamp.

Honestly, I thought it was pretty funny, but my husband didn’t share the same sentiment. Oh well, sh*t (literally) happens. To make me feel better, tell me what craziness you’ve dealt with recently.

I was bathing my two-month-old in his little baby bathtub. I thought we were having a nice moment when he flashed me a smile, but then gorgeous mustard poo started to come up to the surface, whirling about and sticking to him like a bath bomb from hell.

Oh god. Cursed bath bomb.

“Bath bomb from hell” :joy::joy::joy: I am sorry this happened, but thank you for the LOL.

FTM with a one-month-old child, living alone when my spouse returned to work. We also have two high-intensity terriers who have never behaved. I have a baby on the changing table with a poop explosion. After getting her cleaned up, she peed all over the changing table and herself. Dog #1 snatches and flees, so take off your wet clothes. I’ve cleaned up the baby and taken the pee clothing away from dog #1. What do I see as I glance out the window? Dog #2 is joyfully running around with a baby bottle dangling from his mouth by the nipple.

Classic divide and conquer!

Today, my LO pooped all down her leg into her footy pajamas, which I had zipped up from the bottom, so to get them off, I had to place her foot back in the poop leg and pull the zipper down to remove her pajamas. I set my own record for the number of baby wipes used in a single diaper change :joy:

This is exactly why I don’t zip from the bottom anymore, happened too many times for me to count before I learned my lesson :skull:

Just in case it helps either of you! Zip the bottom zipper back down to the baby’s belly button (you can modify the location for your baby). Zip the top down to meet it. Then, without the need for foot dipping, slide it down and off with your arms.

I watched my mother-in-law do this, and it destroyed my brain! I had been putting her foot back in the poo leg until I watched her do this, which was fantastic!