My twin boys were nine weeks old when my husband and I took a trip to visit my grandmother. One night, when we were staying in a hotel, I began to change a poopy diaper on the bed. Not thinking, I didn’t lay a clean diaper under the dirty one, and my son started pooping all over the bed. It was like he saved more for me, so I would have to have to explain to the hotel personnel why they needed to be sure to wash the comforter. To make matters worse, he had diarrhea.
Chelsea, mother of 2
Oh, my goodness. Kids, like birds, plan these things.