Friday, 23 January 2015

That time I ran with poop all over my shirt

The window of opportunity for going for a run is relatively small in a two-toddler household.  I've learnt by now that, when that window presents itself, it should be grabbed with both hands and embraced.

Yesterday morning J-Bear woke up at 05:45 a.m., the usual time, giving us exactly 15 minutes to get up, get dressed, change his diaper, grab him a juice and a snack, and head out the door for our early-morning run.  Experience has taught me that heading out the door any later than 06:00 a.m. starts interfering with our "get-ready-for-the-workday" activities, which in turn leads to a rushed, teary chaos for the kids, which, of course, isn't ideal.  So 06:00 a.m. it is.

But back to yesterday.  We were right on schedule and just about to head out the door at 06:02 a.m., when J-Dawg had a huge diaper blow-out (poor Bear is teething).  Okay, so on to Diaper Change No. 2.  [Side note: "Diaper change" sounds all quick and innocent, but believe me, it's not.  J is at a stage now where Will and I change his diapers as a two-man team.  He.  Just.  Won't.  Lay.  Still.]  I changed the dirty diaper in record time, strapped J into the stroller and flew out the door at 06:11.  We were pushing it time-wise, but I was convinced that we would make up the lost 11 minutes elsewhere in our morning routine.

As we started running, I just couldn't shake the dirty-diaper smell.  I checked and re-checked if J had had a second blow-out, but all was clear.  And then I saw it: The back of my lily white running shirt (the only clean one left in my cupboard) was covered in poop.  Okay, not quite covered, but lets just say that it wasn't lily white anymore.  Drat.  I was faced with a tough decision: Head back home and skip the run, or continue running with the poopy shirt...  And of course you know which option won: We finished our run, stinky shirt and all.

I'll spare you a close-up.

Back home we were greeted by Will and Miss K's "what's-that-smell" faces, right after which Miss K pointed out, to my horror, that, in addition to the white-shirt-diaper-blow-out, a bird had also pooped on my shoulder.  More poop.  Lovely.  

Just keeping it real, folks - a morning in the life of a running mama!  Happy weekend!


18 comments:

  1. lol! I would have done the same!

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    1. I'm SO relieved to hear that, H...! :)

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  2. Ahh yes, the things that mom's will do and put up with. Love the life of a mother runner :) Have a great weekend!

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    1. I always say that my kids are my greatest adventure, Sue - and they definitely are! Never a dull moment :) .

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  3. Hahaha as soon as I read the title of your post, I was like, "This is going to be about being the mother of a toddler." Amazing little poop machines, those things are! ;)

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    1. Teething definitely isn't for sissies! I wish that that silly tooth would just hurry up and appear - poor Bear!

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  4. Heheheeee! In Feb se Runners World p29 is n storie wat my nou so lekker laar lag het en dink aan jou. Gelukkig was dit J s'n en het jy steeds gaan hol. Dit kon soveel anders gewees het :)))
    Sterkte met di3 tandjies! Xxx

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    1. Ai, dankie, Serie - arme ou Beer kry omtrent swaar met die tande. Die ou boudjies bly rooi! Hopelik maak hulle gou hulle verskying.

      Het spesiaal 'n Runner's World gaan koop - gaat nou lekker le en lees! xxxx

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  5. Ha ha! I would have totally kept running too, and it doesn't surprise me at all that you did ;) P.S. you're wearing my absolute favorite Nike shorts. Just bought another pair today actually!

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    1. You have no idea how relieved I am that there are others out there who would have done the same, Hailey - I felt VERY unsophisticated doing it, haha! But run I had to run ;) .

      I'm also a big van of the Tempo shorts. I usually run with capris, but goodness me, its just too hot right now. Tempo shorts for the win!

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  6. When my kids were toddlers I was just dying to get out for a run and when my mom offered to watch the kids while I ran I quick got dressed, only all my tights were in the laundry so I grabbed a pair out and was driving to my mom's house when I realized I kept smelling pee. Apparently some peed on kid pants had been thrown on top of my tights in the laundry. I ran in them anyway. The things we do as mothers! At least you got your run in :)

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    1. Heehee! Only a mother knows... ;) And you're so right: At least we got our runs in, stinky shirts/tights and all!

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  7. Lol. I feel for you. I have an infant myself, and running in the morning is tricky!

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    1. I agree, Amy - it's a gazillion-step process, haha! But our mornings down here in South Africa are so glorious at the moment, it would be such a pity to not go running...!

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  8. Oh this brings back memories!! Diaper blow-outs happen pretty often so we have to laugh wehn it happens! :-)

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    1. Lol, Agy, and always just as you're about to leave the house...! Never a dull moment :) .

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  9. A true rock star mom. What's a little poop in the grand scheme of things? Lol

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