jack has been getting too much formula while i have been away at work. that has got to stop. he got so constipated the other day -- i suppose from the iron supplimented formula. i am taking iron pills, so he was probably chock full of the stuff. anyway, poor dear complained the whole day long before he had the messy diaper. his poor little tummy! what a mommy mistake.
over the weekend jack got all "the good stuff" from me and his next messy diaper was a REAL mess, to my relief. while changing him i had his feet in my left hand, the messy diaper in my right. i had to hurry in case he worked a foot free and got in his own poo. so, i just placed the open messy diaper on the box of wipes. the box of wipes at his feet. stupid, yes, i know now. i wipe him off. i let go of the feet. jack kicks the wipes box. EEEK! the messy diaper flies over the back of the changing table into the darkness. i don't want to look. i look. angels must have flown the diaper gently down and placed it, poo up, on the floor. halleuiah! i rejoice. my cream carpet is saved. i won't be making that mommy mistake again.
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