there are certain things that parents of toddlers don’t ever want to hear. there are also things that parents of toddlers only want to hear in the right circumstances.
case in point
yesterday i laid down the 2 babies (ages 2 & 1, going on 2 & 3) for their nap. nothing unusual there. i gave them kisses and shut the door to their room and went on about my business. i typically use their nap time to do things around the house, like pick up the mess left by the babies, help Maya with school work, ect. Yesterday though, i decided to sit down with Maya (7) and watch part of a movie.
we all know how this goes, right? you sit down for a few minutes and the next thing you know 2 hours have past & you didn’t get anything done!
so i’m sitting in the chair with Maya and i hear giggling from the babies. ah man!! i didn’t get anything picked up!!! so i jump into action picking up toys and clothes and random things in the floor. typically i have approximately 5-7 minutes after i hear giggling/talking before the giggling/talking becomes crying. they are good at entertaining each other.
so i’m cleaning up, i have my arms full of stuffed animals and i hear it.
“Mommy! I pooped.” i paused. i put a diaper on her right before i laid them down. no big deal. then i hear louder, “mommy! I pooped!” wait, was that two voices? i drop the animals to the ground and rush to the bedroom, opened the door and am greeted by a familiar smell. ewwww.
a survey of the room finds great and mighty horrors of toddler proportion. one baby standing in her bed sans diaper and poop on the bed. sigh.
a glance to the other baby finds yet again baby sans diaper but no poop.small blessings… wait what is that all over your hands?
ok. its fine. i can handle this. SERIOUSLY???
ok grab smallest baby (smaller mess) and hold her at arms length. take her to the living room and start trying to wipe off those baby hands. this is taking too long. to the bath tub. of course as soon as we enter the bathroom and i turn on the water i discover part of a plant in the tub. of course there’s a plant in the tub. Maya… why is there a plant in the tub? i didn’t know where else to put it! so i have to try to clean out the tub while holding the baby with one hand to keep her from not only escaping but also from putting her hands into her mouth. excuse me while i throw up. ok tub cleaned out. baby undressed. have i mentioned that Anya absolutely HATES to take baths? i mean, wailing and gnashing of teeth, hates it. so as soon as she realizes that the bath is intended for her she loses her mind which makes her want to put her hands into her mouth.
ok bath done. baby dried off and dressed again. Maya take her in your room and keep her occupied until i get done with this.
now Elyse is still in her crib. so i’m praying the whole time i’m giving Anya her bath, PLEASE don’t let her be playing in it! so i walk back into the scene of the crime to find my sweet baby still standing in the same place she was… just smiling at me. i pick her up and carry her to the door of the bathroom and let her walk to the tub. leaving poopy footprints along the way. bath with Elyse is much smoother and quicker than with Anya. so i take her to maya’s room, keep them occupied until i say the coast is clear.
time to don my hazmat suit (i wish) otherwise known as, plastic bags, trash can, carpet cleaner, rags and scrub brush.
closer inspection finds that Donkey and Bunny have been soiled as well. the world might end. even closer inspection finds that PACI, scratch that both PACIS have poop on them.
the world just ended.
we’ve been weaning from the paci for a while now. and we just got to a point where we only have paci in bed or the car.
so we come to an impasse…. do we throw away the pacis? do we wash them and sanitize them? do we buy new ones?
we throw them away and go cold turkey.
end of times, rending of garments, wailing and gnashing of teeth.
they cried for half an hour last night. and then sleep. sweet sleep. all night. no issues. they woke up alive and happy.
tonight, i pray will be easier.
so what is the silver lining to this poop-colored cloud?
this is a moment.
tiny and insignificant in the grand scheme. very smelly and really gross, but insignificant.
the poop washes out people. life goes on.
my sister-in-love said something to me recently that i haven’t been able to get out of my head. and every time i think about it i get choked up and my chest tightens. you wanna know what she said?
the days drag on, but the years fly by.
it’s so true!
as the parent of toddlers and adults, i have this weird perspective of parenthood. i feel this statement so much. it’s hard to live in the trenches of poop and pee and fits and “i do it myself’ and and and….. but it goes by so fast. right now it doesn’t feel like it. except on days like this. when i see the last paci go in the trash and i know that we’ll never have to wean another baby from a paci again. these little milestones keep popping up and i am trying to soak it all in…. because i know that tomorrow i’ll turn around and they’ll all be grown.
i’ll leave you with this, parenting is hard. whether you have babies, toddlers, little kids, big kids, teenagers, almost adults or adults, there will be difficult times. but you can rest knowing that you are not alone and on the hardest days HE will lift you up and carry you through it.
“but they who wait for The Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint.”
Isaiah 40:31 ESV