I’m kind of like Thomas Edison.

Because I always have very bright ideas.

And by “bright,” I mean “awful.” But at the time, I think I am having a good idea. Looking back, though, it’s always obvious that it was a very bad idea all along.

For example… I was at the mall the other day and needed to change Sam’s diaper. I went to the restroom in the department store where I was shopping, but it was closed for cleaning. (This, by the way, is the same restroom that I was unceremoniously kicked out of by the cleaning man while I was trying to nurse my only-a-couple-weeks-old baby a few months ago. Remind me to stay out of there.) Anyway… back to my bright idea.

So since the closest restroom was closed, I decided just to take Sam out into the mall and change him in his stroller. Great idea, huh? Oh, have I mentioned that I knew that this was a poopy diaper? Yeah. So I sat down on a bench and turned the stroller toward me, and took Sammy’s diaper off. It must have taken me an inordinate amount of time to reach for the wipes, though, because by the time I turned back to my son, pee was everywhere.

And still coming out.

He peed on his stroller, himself, my knee, my shoe and the floor. It was awesome. The old people sitting on the bench across from me were giving me dirty looks. You’d think old people would just make googly eyes at the baby and think pee was cute, but apparently not so much. I think they were afraid they were going to slip and fall on the pee when they started their next mall-walking lap.

I finally got us both cleaned up the best I could, but Sam’s stroller seat was soaked, so I had to carry him and push the stroller all the way to the car. When I got home, I told Andy all about my trials and tribulations and, though he would never say it, the expression on his face very clearly said “What did you think was going to happen when you decided to change his diaper in the stroller, genius?” And I have to admit, he has a point.

But it seemed like a good idea at the time…

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9 Replies to “I’m kind of like Thomas Edison.”

  1. Thank you for this post. It made me laugh. And I have had many a similar “bright” idea. I love your writing style, and my husband would have had the same look on his face (though he probably would have done the same thing). Love it. Hope your stroller washed up okay šŸ™‚

  2. Blech! Sounds like the mail trip made you a little pissy! Sorry, I couldn’t help it. It was either that one or “What a crappy trip!”.

    Hope today is going better!

  3. That’s just Mommy Brain! Every thought we have is somehow interrupted by the babes, so we never actually get to think of the bad, bad things that might happen.

    Don’t let this stop you though, what are the chances of him doing it again?!!!lol

  4. That’s just because you are used to a girl. You can change them anywhere. Who knows what to do with those things? And by things I mean pee pees, not boys. Although sometimes boys too.

  5. hey, i’ve changed my kids in their strollers. i prefer it to the germy bathroom changing stations anyway!!

  6. Ugh-I feel your pain. I’ve done the stroller diaper change when the restrooms look like they should be shut down permanently due to sanitary conditions.
    But the WORST diaper change was when my 1st was 18mo. Now, by 18mo the diapers are NO longer “cute” and we dream of potty trained nirvana. Well, we were on a plane (East Coast) just getting ready to take off for San Fran and I realize that Boo has a diaper and I mean a full-blown, skanky, lung-seizure-causing MESS.
    I’m frantically trying to get a squirming 18mo changed as fast as I can-all the while hearing coughing (gagging?) from surrounding seats. Those little airplane seats get exponentially smaller when it comes to diaper changes. Well, I started to get nervous-and when I’m nervous, I giggle. Not quietly either.
    Hubby is there, but no help at all. He’s leading the chorus of gaggers. Oh, diapers were never his thing…
    Finally got Boo changed and thank GOODNESS I remembered ziplocs (this one used at least 2, I’m sure). Oh, that was a looooong flight-then there was the clogging my son was doing on the seat in front of us. But that’s another story for another day, lol.
    Thanks for the chance to reminisce – Boo is now 12 1/2 and I’m sure he’d be thrilled that I just shared that story with the blogosphere!
    šŸ˜‰

  7. Ooh, thanks for the heads up! I did the stroller changing thing when my daughter was a baby and had started thinking it would be a good idea for changing my son. But I forgot about the “automatic sprinkler” risks! My stroller thanks you šŸ™‚

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