Dear Emilia,<\/p>\n
I’m sorry for the display of incompetence and general lack of preparedness that I just put you through. At approximately 6:55Pm, we discovered a poopy diaper. Grandma had just left, so we will have to question her knowledge of the situation later. Anyways, this was your first big diaper change since arriving home, so I went for it.<\/p>\n
The situation was worse than I thought when I opened up your layers of clothing (fleece suit, onsie, diaper). Yep, there was a lot more than I had prepared for (one moist baby-wipe). In my defense on the baby-wipe, we are currently using the non-pre-wet variety, as that was recommended by the hospital to prevent diaper rash.<\/p>\n
As I began to clean you up, my limited training failed me. Things were stickier and more voluminous than I had expected. I blew through the original wipe in an extremely inefficient manner (I was flustered, and my attempt at folding and flipping turned into a wet-crumply-poopy mess, it won’t happen again)<\/p>\n
I called for backup, and I’m sorry Emi, but things went from bad to worse. You began to urinate, and luckily I had placed the new diaper under your old one (thank you matt<\/a> for that trick, if I hadn’t come out to visit who knows how this diaper change would’ve ended). However, I think because it was hotter in LA and I was dealing with less clothing on Madeline, I didn’t quite get everything out of the way. So you peed on your onesie.<\/p>\n
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<\/a>At that point, everything had to come off, I was still discovering poop here and there, and after a lot of kicking, screaming and crying we had you put back together. (Most of the progress on the re-dressing came when you temporarily ran out of energy and fell asleep)<\/p>\n