I mentioned that Stephen and I had a full weekend. Stephen and Jansen picked me up from work so we could head out of town. We decided to make a quick stop at Sonic so we could all have dinner. After feeding Jansen and then ourselves, I got out the diaper bag for a diaper change. I decided to open up the changing mat on the car seat incase Jansen decided to spray me while I was changing him. I have never needed to say “PRAISE THE LAWD” more. I opened the diaper and it was full. The kind of full that makes you gasp. So I wiped the little tushie and grabbed a clean diaper. More poop. Thankfully the dirty diaper was still there. Wipe. Wait. More poop.
At this point Stephen and I were cracking up. Jansen was looking around, oblivious to the disgustingness he was producing. Over and over. And over. I removed the diaper and started to put the new one on. What do you know… more poop. All over the changing mat. (Insert “Praise the Lord” here.) Y’all, I have never seen so much poop in my life… and I just visited the Houston Zoo a few weeks ago.
We used an entire travel pack of wipes on this particular blow out. It was madness! But as you can imagine, Jansen was the most peaceful baby the rest of the night!
That night we drove to New Braunfels. The next morning, Stephen participated in a bike ride called Tour de Gruene in Gruene, Texas. He woke up at about 6:00 that morning to go ride in the 37 degree (!!!) weather and I did my best to sleep in. Jansen woke me up at 8:00 for breakfast and then we spent the rest of the morning staring at each other and laughing. Part of me wanted to go back to sleep for another hour, but one look at the smile and I was wide awake.
My parents and their care group happened to be in the next town over for a weekend getaway. Since Stephen and my dad were on the bike ride, Jansen and I went to hang out with them for a few hours. The house, oh my word. It’s in the middle of nowhere, Texas with a 40 mile view over the Texas hill country. It was amazing. I ate some of their food and had them change my baby’s diaper, and then took my two boys and left.
Next city. San Antonio. I had important business to tend to. Here’s a story, see if you can follow: Stephen spent three of his high school years in San Antonio. While he was there, one of his high school friends had a girlfriend named Molly. Stephen and Molly didn’t get to know each other that well but they had a few run ins… one may or may not have involved Molly slapping Stephen. In college, Stephen and I met a guy named Eric. He started dating a girl named Christine, who happens to know Molly. They fell in love and got married. We were at the wedding, Molly was in the wedding. I met Molly for approximately 5.7 seconds. Fast forward a year. Molly and I found each other’s blogs through Christine and we secretly started blog stalking each other. We finally announced ourselves and became blog friend. And then email friends.
And Saturday evening, we became real life friends. It was a long time coming, but we finally really met. We had a great time getting to know each other’s families. We both have awesome husbands and cute baby boys. I think we should be neighbors.
Onward. Sunday morning we woke up, got ready, visited a bit more with our new real life friends, and then headed to the next city. Austin. I co-hosted a baby shower for some friends of ours who were in town for a week from Germany. It’s always so fun to see your friends with baby bumps! And it’s always fun to dress your son like a pumpkin even though you aren’t actually at a costume party.
When the shower was over and everything was picked up, we finally headed home. The weekend was madness, yet wonderful. Lots of friends, beautiful cities, and several exploding diapers. I came out of it with poop on my jeans and love in my soul.
Weekends like that tend to wear me out. I don’t like to do it often but I’m so glad we did it. Time has been flying lately and I don’t want to miss too much. I need to make the most of every minute because things are changing all around me, look what can happen in a month.