Yesterday morning started off with a bang. I learned the lesson about when to change a diaper. Nyla's changing table butts up against a wall with a beautiful painting done by my Aunt Lynda in Oklahoma. My mother loves this painting. Now, when you change Nyla's diaper, her feet (and buns) are facing the wall.
Yesterday morning, we came downstairs to start our day. I thought to myself, "Oh Elizabeth, her diaper isn't warm, maybe I should wait a few minutes." But I went against my better judgement and changed it anyway. Huge mistake.
All it took was opening the diaper and Nyla started peeing everywhere. EVERYWHERE. On the table, on her legs, on mommy's hands, on her feet, on the wall...and on the painting. Great. Now from her buns to the painting is a good three or four feet; this gives you a pretty good idea about how MUCH pee there was and how fast it was coming out! And of course it was a neverending pee, you know the one that you've been holding for a few hours. That's hers yesterday.
Mommy needs to learn to make good diaper changing decisions. Wait for the diaper to be warm and then change it. You would have thought I would have learned this by now being 4.5 months into this parenting thing. But, no...I'm learning new stuff everyday.
At least the painting isn't ruined! Whew! Not even a single stain on it. Right on! Nyla, it'll be our little secret. :)
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