I just got out of my bed after unsuccessfully trying to get Emma and Sadie to nap at the same time. I would get one of them settled in just enough time for the other one to wake up crying. I finally got Sadie down and I was lying in the bed with a very still, and quiet Emma. I was starting to drift off, when my nose was assaulted with the most vile smell imaginable. You may or may not remember The Poop Wars that scarred me (and apparently a reader) for life, but as soon as I smelled poop my eyes popped open.
It was, as my brother would have said in 1989, SBD- silent but deadly. I looked over at Emma just in time to see her crying, in her sleep, and pinching her nose closed. It was that bad. So bad, that neither of us could sleep…or stay in the room. Thankfully, she didn’t have an accident but nap time was ovah, people. OVAH.
Give that baby some GasX!