A Change of Clothes

I naively thought that a baby can wear one outfit 24 hours. That is the reality of a newborn. Their pee and poop is basically non existent. You change diapers coz they can't be in the same diaper morning to evening despite the advertisements. Babies generate heat and sweat. 

So we hit week 2 and the poop has set in. Previously, we have been pooping that dark green sticky shit that they came with from the womb.

The poop is alot. The pee is alot and hello accidents are happening. 

You are changing the poopy diaper and baby swings his leg inside the poop, so now you have to change his socks.

As you are cleaning up the bum, you get a wee wee, and it's not a small one so the clothes are soaked, you have to change them. 

Also diaper companies need to tell us whether the frilly part goes in or out. They just have tiny pictures on the packs.  Accidents are happening coz of inexperience with diaper wearing. Pee seeps through somehow from somewhere and that involves a full change of ensemble and the swaddling paraphernalia.

And finally after a long struggle of hands and feet everywhere, you have a clean dry smelling baby once more. 

Oh, the joys of motherhood.

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