Tuesday I decide its a good day to go into work and visit and show off the girls. So I shower. Put on make up. And wear a cute outfit. All is going well until I hear it. The first blast of poop. But I think no big deal - what's the worst that can happen. A few minutes later... Another poop noise. Still thinking - oh I'm going to have to change a poopy diaper at work - no prob. But then I feel it. Warmth in my leg. I tell the woman I'm talking to - who is thankfully a mom- I need to check this. And as I stand up, I feel it. Poo liquid all down my pant leg. Seriously?!?
So I change her and clean myself up although still evident something happened. I feel I handled it like a champ! and by the time I left, it had dried and you could hardly tell.
On the bright side
1. At least I was holding her and Lola didn't poop and someone else
2. Luckily I work with a lot of moms who understood
3. Breast-fed poop doesn't really stain. Because I had I'm super cute pants
4. Greta didn't tell everyone what happened
Lesson learned... Always carry extra clothes for yourself and not just the kids.
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