My morning in a nutshell. You're welcome to feel sorry for me or laugh at my misfortune--for the sake of my own sanity I've chosen the latter.
800: William decides he's ready to eat breakfast. I get him started with some yogurt and zucchini bread, then start slicing up some grapes.
805: Garrett wakes up and demands to eat RIGHT.NOW. So I nurse him at the table and continue cutting grapes one-handed.
810: Garrett poops. And blows out the back of his diaper. William is still eating (and still wanting more grapes), so I wrap Garrett in a junk blanket to keep the poop from getting on me and continue to hold him until William is done with breakfast.
945: William wants a snack. I (foolishly) decide to give him a banana with peanut butter--a snack which requires the use of both my hands.
950: Garrett decides he's hungry as well. I manage to stall him with a pacifier until William is done with his snack.
1000: While I'm nursing Garrett, William comes over to let me know that he's pooped. Once I establish that it isn't a blowout (unfortunately a common occurance with him lately), I ask him to wait until I'm done nursing and then I'll change him.
1020: William is in a clean diaper. Garrett has started to fuss in his swing; I don't even have to get him out to be able to smell that he's pooped.
1040: I go back to William's room to check on him because he's been playing in there since his diaper change. I walk in the room and he immediately lets me know that he pooped again.
It may only be 11:00 here, but it's 5:00 somewhere, right?
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