Pee, Poop, and Blow-Outs, Oh My!

My decision to stay at home to raise our children is backed by an awesome man who works hard to support that decision. Our effort is a joint decision. It’s my goal that the children see this lifestyle as a family effort and I will often talk to Kaeley about how great her daddy is because he goes to work so that I don’t have to.
Now, to set up my day you must know that the house somehow became unravel on Friday when I lost all hope and desire to cook, be an active parent, and hope and desire to get up from the chair and clean a stitch of my home. It’s now Wednesday morning and I have finally cleaned the house. Sigh.
On Monday morning Nathan woke up telling me he had peed. His fleece pajamas were dry, so I didn’t think anything of it until I made his bed and found that mattress, pillow, and sheets were wet. His pajamas had simply dried. I pulled down his zippered front and found he was commando. There wasn’t a diaper in sight. It turned out, cheap diaper as it was, to be wrapped around his ankle. Little good that did. So I added all that stuff to my stinky laundry pile. I think I already had some soiled clothes from over the weekend when all three children ended up leaking through over night some way or another.
Later that day Alynna bent over and I noticed a dark spot on the back of her outfit. Talk about a blow-out! It was as if there were bowls full of poop! I had to give her a bath, give her pajamas a bath, give the bath tub a bath, and then start the laundry.
After cleaning the house for days at a time and feeling as if I were swimming in bodily fluids Kaeley tells me sweetly, “Isn’t Daddy wonderful to go to work so you don’t have to work?”
We will continue to praise Daddy while he’s at work, however I will now say that he’s great to work outside the home so that I can work inside the house! I'm not on vacation, you know! :)