Wednesday, October 12, 2011

No One Pees More Than Eden

We all know kids pee a lot.  However, I really think that my kid pees more.  It's not that she pees so often, I think that when she does pee, she takes the kind of pee husbands take when they've held it at a football game until half time and break the seal.  It's a forever pee. 

When E goes down at 8-8:30 her diaper is of course changed, and pajamas put on.  She either wakes up at 3-ish because she is soaked, or manages to make it until we feed her at 5:30 when she is most certainly soaked.  When I say soaked, I mean 20 pound diaper, pajamas drenched, crib sheet and crib totally wet.  Maybe it's the Seventh Generation diapers?  Maybe they don't hold as much?  Although, in pinches we've had to get other brands, and I believe she has soaked those as well.  She's just a soaker.  I think I'm going to have to research overnight diapers or something that hold more pee.  The thing is, she's also wet all the way up to her chest.  It's like she's been dipped it a glass of water.

Don't get me wrong, I don't mind changing the kid, but to have to change all the garb and the crib sheet at such an hour is painstaking.  For those of you who saw my Facebook post about changing a crib sheet, you can relate.  It's so damn tight, and never stretches enough.  I never buy the cotton ones any more, only the cheap knit ones.  At least they have some stretch to them.  The fancy sheet that came with my Dwell bedding must have been the size of a bassinet sheet.  I had to use super human strength to put it out.  I would break out in a sweat, and my fingers would be red with abrasions.  I sense an invention by Leslie Wagner brewing.  Please make sheets made out of neoprene or something. 

Every morning, the scene in E's room is two sets of wet-ass pajamas, usually a crib sheet all hanging to dry until they go to the wash, and then her smiling face, happy as a clam to be on the scene.  That's the other thing, she really never fusses about the whole thing.  Even with poop.  The kid can have a total explosion in there, and never gives you any indication she's any worse for the wear. 

It's not just at night either.  I could change her, and an hour later, I see she soaked through jeans!  Yes, jeans.  Like I said, it's not like she pees a million times.  I think she just lets loose like a faucet when she does go, because it happens so quickly.  You'll check and she's fine.  Two minutes later you're changing her out of some complicated get-up.  I should really just dress her in onesies. 

Speaking of which, Laura, our nanny didn't have a change of clothes one day over the summer, so she cut the bottom of a onesie off and the bottom half of the outfit ended up just being a diaper.  She was such a white trash baby that day.  The way she cut it was all off, and it became a half shirt like a Dallas Cowboy Cheerleader. 

Lyla wore the same diapers, and she never had this issue.  We really hace a hefty number oner on our hands.  That's for sure.

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