Our journey took a little longer than we'd planned due to a projectile baby poop blowout while we'd stopped at the Jack Ranch Cafe parking lot to nurse. The most impressive blowout to date (in both force and volume), it set us back a good hour. I was nursing him in the back seat of the car when it happened: the poo landed in my lap but quickly ran down my hip into a pool that I was then sitting in. I called for reinforcements, and Steve sprung into action. He picked up Otis, who had poo running down both of his little legs and onto his cute socks, and I got the diaper changing supplies ready. While Steve deftly cleaned up our boy and changed his clothes, I focused on the car seat (thank God for leather seats!) and then turned my attention to my poo-covered pants. I had no choice but to walk into the Jack Ranch Cafe to try to wash out my jeans. I'm sure people who aren't familiar with the distinct color of baby poo thought I'd pooped my pants. Because there was poop all over my pants. To make an already-long story a little shorter, our first stop in SLO was Old Navy for a new pair of jeans.
When we got back in the car, we had a good laugh and continued our journey. We were all safe and healthy, and this was just a small kink in our fun-filled day. And the rest of the day was pretty fun. Otis got to visit some of our favorite spots, but he didn't see them because he slept through most of it in his sling. Lots of tourists smiled and pointed at us. Here are some photos:
Here is Otis sleeping through our delicious clam chowder at Splash Cafe:
Here is Otis not getting his first glimpse of the ocean at foggy Pismo Beach (maybe next time):
Otis snoozing while I enjoy some new tunes at Boo Boo Records:
Finally, here's Otis looking dapper (if not slightly overwhelmed) in his car seat on the way home:
5 comments:
love the poo story. that's amazing. and the fact that you rolled with it-- amazing, too! sometimes there are feats of projectile projecting that go beyond the pale and sort of help you bypass the initial frustration about the set-back and actually become funny-in-the-now as opposed to funny-only months later.
I laughed so hard at your story. I can't wait to share my own projectile poop stories!
The pictures are so adorable. I can't wait to meet him this December.
Love him already from 2,400 miles away...
There was a week where every time I had to change Thomas' dirty diaper, I had to change my own pants ... chin up though ... it gets chunkier and not so "runny" as he grows : ) hee hee ... tips from one mom to another. P.S. Rob would so not approve of my comment! He is not so fond of the poop play by plays !!
oh me oh my is that funny. Quite the adventure. Sounds like a wonderful day though. Can't wait to see you guys and meet otis! He's getting so big already! How are you enjoying maternity leave?
Erin-- I'm thoroughly enjoying it. How long are you going to take off? I'm only going back to work part time, but it starts on Monday and I'm dreading it. Thankfully Steve's teaching schedule worked out so he can stay with the babe while I'm gone. I've been thinking of you a lot. I hope the third trimester is going well for you. I know it can get a bit uncomfortable. Are you counting the days yet?
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