Changed my newborn this morning and apparently all the laws of physics don't apply to baby poop. Got it on my shirt, my jeans, and somehow on the ceiling fan. My wife walked in and just said 'that's your reward for laughing at him.' Fair point.
Welcome to fatherhood lol. My youngest did something similar last month and I'm still not sure how it got that far up his back. The joys of parenting.
Dude newborn diaper explosions are like a test of your gag reflex and problem solving skills at the same time. Did it get on the wall or just contained to the changing table area?
I've got stories about this. Physics definitely doesn't apply to baby poop. The velocity and distance are always surprising. Glad you survived it.
This is exactly the kind of post I need to read at 2 AM while bouncing a baby who won't sleep. Makes me feel like I'm not alone in this chaos. Ceiling poop is basically a badge of honor.
The ceiling grab is a rite of passage man. I thought I had everything figured out until my son proved that physics work differently inside a diaper. Godspeed on the laundry.
Welcome to the club. I've learned that those explosions happen right when you're wearing your favorite shirt too. At least the tire swing is still waiting for you in the backyard as a reward for surviving this.
Welcome to parenthood. Pro tip: keep the wipes within arm's reach because you're gonna need them. Also accept that some outfits are just going to get sacrificed.
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Oh man, I'm at 6 weeks now and I'm still discovering new physics with the diaper explosions. Like why does it go UP the back? That shouldn't be possible. Sending sympathy your way.