Adventures of a very messy diaper

It was nearly time to take my son to his reading program and I had a messy diaper to change. My husband was still in bed sleeping and I go in there and I pull down my pants and undo my onesie. It was so nice I didn’t have to take everything off.

But when I opened my diaper, I didn’t realize how big the mess was. I realized it had spread all the way up my butt and some of it fell in the diaper I was taking off. I wipe some of the poo off with the back of the diaper and it took me a bunch of wipes to clean up. Lot of it even got on my hand and I had to be very careful I got none of it on the clothes. It took me longer than normal to clean myself up and I also saw the inside of my diaper and I was wetter than I realized because of how wet and yellow the middle is.

Because of how long it took me to clean it all up, my husband had to help me get our son ready because he never got himself ready while I was getting ready and he was being picky about what shirt and socks to wear and I had to yank him and push him since I can’t carry him and I just grabbed a random shirt out of the drawer and my husband made him put it on and I had to pull him outside and push him in my car and slam the door closed and he yelled and screamed on the way and then by the time we got there he was over the tantrum and was back to normal like nothing had ever happened. I guess next time, change out of my messy diaper sooner. I feel all this was caused by a messy diaper I made and if I had cleaned up sooner, my son would have had more time to go through his shirts and wouldn’t have had that tantrum again and I wouldn’t have been rushing him telling him to keep his shirt on next time and get ready when I tell him to. We also made it there in time and I was able to find the class because they had up signs and arrows pointing to the direction so that made it a lot easier for me and we still got there ten minutes early. But I still need to have better planning before leaving so me and my son are not fighting because he likes to take his time and go slow and I am running around the last minute trying to get him ready because he failed to get himself ready and there is a screaming match between us and then my husband shouting at him too and threatening to spank him. I have no idea how I would do this without him. I imagine we would always be late to things.

After the clean up, I opened the window to air it out and I put on some cream and then a fresh diaper and I threw my other one away and cleaned all the poo off my fingers and made sure I got it all off. Then I snapped my onsie closed and pulled my pants back up and retied the whatever it is called. it’s like a belt but it goes around your pants like a belt for decoration and it came with these pants when I got them at 18 years of age when mom and I went school shopping for the new school year. Now they just fall down on me even with a thick diaper.

I don’t often have big messes to clean. I use adult wipes when I do but with all the other messes I use baby wipes.

3rd day of wearing Game Over Onesie

I got changed into my onesie again and I put on a different pair of skinny jeans that are also loose on me. I also put on a long sleeve shirt I have had since I was 15 and I put on the same jacket from yesterday. I took my daughter to that yard sale. They had so many duplicate games and movies. I got a Pooh game for my daughter, it was an educational game. I also found a Tomagotchi game for Wii and it looked like a Mario Party version game because it’s a board game with mini games. I also found two unopend rolls of Christmas wrapping paper and opened roll of Hello Kitty Christmas wrapping paper. The lady there sold it all to me for $2. Then my daughter wanted to go home so we did but I stopped by my old neighborhood first to see my old house and it was the same color as my parents left it when we moved. The porch is still there they built and the pavement to the front door, my old playhouse is gone, all our bushes and flowers are still there my mom left and everything is still there (nothing on the house has ever been replaced and changed) including the basketball hoop my dad put up.

Then I went home because my daughter was tired and wanted to go home. I cross the state border and see there is a traffic jam and I was right next to the exit so I got off and took the other route home. I see another yard sale on the way back and it’s on the same street as my home is on and decided I will stop there after I get back. But my parents decided to leave when I got back and my husband is still sleeping and I will wake him up when I have to take my son to his reading program.

While I am playing my Disney Magic Kingdom game, my body decided to make a bowel movement in my barely used diaper. Damn it and I had decided I am going to try and poop in my diaper no matter what and I try to ignore the urge but it gets too strong so I let it out and then I felt better and sat back down again. I don’t notice any smell. I also realized not too long later “damn it, I have to take my son to his reading thing so that means I would have to get out of the car, and take him to that class so that means I have to change out of this diaper anyway.” Then I realized later, “wait a minute, I never changed out of my diaper today from last night because I didn’t wet it at night until I woke up. I think I wet it before I went to bed but I can’t remember. But it wasn’t too wet and I still felt dry so I knew it can hold a lot more and my pee wasn’t big this morning. So I didn’t really waste a diaper so it was like “oh this lady has to change her diaper anyway and hasn’t changed yet today so let’s get rid of some waste.”

So all afternoon for the past hour I have been walking around in my shitty diaper under my Game Over onesie and even had to deal with a temper tantrum daughter because she wasn’t getting her way about something and she was beating on her brother and I had to carry and literally drag her up the stairs and put her in her room and told her to not come out until she is done crying and screaming. She stopped eventually but stayed in her room.

My onesie does come in handy because instead of seeing my diaper, my son saw Nerf This again and the dot. I used to just wear a one piece bathing suit under these pants so I wouldn’t have to be tying sweaters or jackets around my waist. Then I decided to start using onesies because they have snaps at the bottom. I have one other onesie in the basement I bought at a AB munch years back before I even had kids. I am thinking about buying more and only buy cute ones or colored ones. I don’t like any kinky looking ones. I think Little For Big has many of the kinky looking ones but I liked the Game Over one and it looked more like normal clothing to me and a normal shirt if I wear bottoms with it. There are some other onesies by them that look fine but I am not really interested in the prints. I do like the Strawberry one. Not something I would be able to wear around my kids or out in public because it does look AB. I can get by with the Game Over one because it looks vanilla.

Google bodysuits, it turns out clothing companies make them for women. I doubt they have snaps at the bottom though. I guess women wouldn’t want their underwear showing or have their shirts ride up. I mean why not put snaps at the bottom to make it easier for women to go to the bathroom? Even as a child I hated body suits because that meant having to take everything off above my waist just to pull down the one piece clothing to pee. Also what about one piece clothes with zippers in the back, I have had to ask other teachers to pull down my zipper part way so I could go to the bathroom because I couldn’t reach up there and pull it down myself. Wouldn’t it be easier if they had snaps in the legs? As an adult, I avoid those clothes now because what am I going to do, ask some random stranger to help me with it so I can go to the bathroom when I mean I need to change my diaper?

It would be interesting if there were snaps at the crotch and it allows the woman to open it and she stands over the toilet bowl and pee without actually sitting.