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One of those days

Actually, I feel like I've been having "one of those" for the past three days, so today is just icing on that cake.

For the last three nights, every night, I've been woken up between 5 and ten times by a crying baby and mrowling cats. This morning, I couldn't take it when Tiboy started his awful yowling* at 4:00 a.m.--because once he starts, he shuts up just long enough for me to doze off before going at it again--so I stuck him and N'Djema, who also decided she wanted to meow at me, out on the terrace. Naturally, when I woke up this morning, Tiboy had jumped ship. I saw him across the road and went out to fetch him, but by time I got downstairs, he was already gone.**

His disappearance gave me an inkling the day was going to be fun-filled for me, especially since I'm headachy and sleep deprived. All that aside, I still felt amusement at Sprout's antics today, which frigg said I should record to use as future blackmail. The amusement will NOT last, however, if I have to do this everyday.  

This morning, I was cleaning the kitchen and she was supposed to be taking a nap. I heard a piercing cry, not the usual I-want-out-of-my-cribb-NOW whining, so I ran to room to find her naked, throwing a hissy fit because she couldn't get the blanket spread out over herself. I pulled the blanket away and saw a big spot of pee right under her butt cheeks. Her diaper was by her head, dry.  This is not the first time she's done this to me, and I'm sure it's far from the last.

Since it was almost lunch time, I took her out of bed, threw the sheet, peed-on blanket and mattress cover into the washing machine, and took S to eat.  Immediately after lunch, I put a clean sheet on, sans mattress cover since we only have one, and put her back in bed.

She was blessedly quiet for a long time. Then she started babbling. Sprout babbling in bed is usually Not a Good Sign.  Went to check on her and yep, naked again.

Only this time, the diaper she had taken off was full of crap and there was a nice big turd near the head of her bed.  She was standing on her pillow at the foot of the crib, her ankles brown with fecal matter. I showered her off and then stuck her on her potty while I proceeded to assess the damage. Everything in her crib had to go into the washing machine: sheet, remaining blanket, pillow, two stuff animals. Her little battery-powered musical book had to go into the trash. There was no way I could clean it properly without immersing it in water. After I got all the linen and toys out of her bed, I found crap on the floor and naturally the crib bars were smeared with it.

The whole time I was cleaning it up, Sprout kept insisting, "Messy caca. Caca messy." Yeah, kid, keep telling yourself that. I told her that she was the messy one, but she was having none of that and told me emphatically, again, "Caca messy."

And that is what I shall tell her when, as frigg says, I'm 101 and Sprout is the one complaining about changing MY diapers. :P

I'm going to go let the sound of the washing machine lull me to sleep and take a nap. I can hardly see straight. Thank the Lord, Julien will be home tomorrow, even if he can only stay a day and a half before going back to Bordeaux. :-<

* He seriously has the ugliest, most annoying meow I've ever heard. He's not a bright bead, by any means, and his meow pretty much reflects that.

** We have an upstairs apartment that seems like a cat would have no hope of escaping from, but somehow Tiboy does it. He has no way of getting back up, though, so I have to go round him up with the cat carrier and bring him back home all the time. Well, I say all the time, but he had stayed home for about a week, so I thought he was through with going exploring. :-<


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Jul. 27th, 2012 02:04 pm (UTC)


Our old dog is incontinent and poops in the house all the time... and then sometimes walks around in and through it, if we don't discover the damage in time. So: big sympathy.

(And your experience here sounds worse, too.)
Jul. 27th, 2012 02:06 pm (UTC)
Oh, that's awful! Having cleaned up my share of potty messes, I can so sympathize. *HUGS* to you. Hang in there!
Jul. 27th, 2012 03:14 pm (UTC)
Those kind of days were when I used to soothe myself with: "A baby is SO much better than a pet as in couple of years the baby will not only stop playing with excrements, but be useful around the house!"

In your case - in couple of years the baby will be able to deal with the cats when mother has an headache! That surely is something to wait for!
Jul. 27th, 2012 04:12 pm (UTC)
Well, the universe took revenge on my chuckling at you, Lia decided to vomit all over our hallway mat. :p
Jul. 27th, 2012 04:13 pm (UTC)
I know this is no help, but I hear it's fairly common for children to remove their clothes and diapers when going through (or being near time for) potty training.

Wishing you a blissful nap.
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Jul. 27th, 2012 09:56 pm (UTC)
My sympathies. A friend coined the phrase "Poosuvius" to refer to situations like this.
Jul. 28th, 2012 07:31 pm (UTC)
We prefer "poopsplosion" :P Or "diaper blowout"... but that's a malfunction in the equipment, as opposed to a deliberate act of diaper removal :P

Jul. 28th, 2012 07:27 pm (UTC)
Ahhh, how I feel your pain...... Raviv did the same thing last night. (Just pee, thank God.) I've been helping him develop awareness towards potty training by putting on underpants for an hour a day, and somehow he always manages to poop during that hour, no matter what time of day it is! Anyway, it's definitely been working because he consistently lets us know when his diaper is full and he is more likely to take it off. I assume that because she is usually diaper-free the same issue applies.

And then there was the time that Hallel took to pooping in the bath and I got really good at the sanitizing-bathtub-and-toys routine...

And that's without getting into the potty training Hallel stories like when he pooped on the floor of a cafe...

Poop stories are the best ones to laugh about with other parents. After the fact, that is. :-/

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