So if you’re reading this, you most likely have caught on that I’m redoing our living room. Fun fact? When Patrick and I got married, he already had a fully furnished home, so that was an easy transition. I have decorated throughout the years but have never bought a couch or a tv or anything like that. SO, this has been a long time coming. New couches, new TV, new furniture, ottoman… you get the picture. I’m so excited.

ANYWHO’s. So I’ve been making several trips to Home goods. No big deal right? Yall know we cloth diaper. I have NEVER had a blowout in cloth diapers. SO I don’t actually have extra clothes in my diaper bag.

I threw a disposable on him though as we left the house because I wasn’t near any of our cloth and I was already later than I wanted to be. No big deal, right?

So my mom met me at Home goods today to look around, when she arrived, she asked what was on his back (he was in the cart so his back was away from me). I look and dun dun dunnnnnn. POOP. All up his back. I grab him out of the cart, take him to the bathroom…. THERE’S NO CHANGING TABLE!

SO, I’m left to putting a changing pad on the floor…. in front of the sinks (so I’m blocking everyone) and I proceed to strip poop covered clothes off of Bennett… on the floor. I go to grab for the wipes. I HAVE NO WIPES.

SO, I start pulling out paper towels from the dispenser and wetting them to use them as wipes as my child cries naked on the bathroom floor.

SO, I get him cleaned up, put a cloth diaper on him and I miraculously had shorts…. but no shirt.

I wasn’t about to buy him a new outfit (even though I was totally failing at the prepared mom thing) so I went BACK out to the car, grabbed the Tula and put him on my back.

Talk about an epic mom fail moment. Just thought I would share my adventure today.

Do you have any fun poop stories which include epic mom failures?