Friday, 4 July 2014

Adventures in Poo - tales of why I love my job

We were putting the kids down for a nap the other day..

One of them was standing on his mattress and had some poo on his feet. 'OK, no big deal', I thought, 'I'll carry him to the bathroom. Get him cleaned up.'

So I picked him up in the crook of my arm to sort him out. That was the my rookie mistake. A couple of steps across the room I realised there was something warm and sticky on my arm. You guessed it, the contents of the nappy had exploded out and up the child's back and now coated my forearm like a faecal gauntlet..

That was the cherry on top of the steaming turd that was my day yesterday. However today has been better, each day is a step closer to a new life which I'm so ready for.

A.

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