Oh, Did I Tell You About The Time I Leaned In Poop?

I didn't? Oh, that's right. It just happened.

So, I'm changing Baby F (who, p.s., is now doing this thing when I change her where she looks like an exorcism is being performed on her. She does a "bridge" and balances on her tippy toes and her noggin. Very safe, very safe...) and she starts to reach back for her baby lotion. I, being the very best mother in the world, lean forward to grab it, forgetting that there is an open diaper with a massive dump in it just resting there before my belly.

And I lean, no - squash, my stomach into the poop-filled diaper. To the point where I could feel it on my skin.

Sometimes, motherhood is...indescribable. :-P