Baby's First Swim Lesson

Dirty Diapers

I woke up in somewhere new. It was a large nursery; there was a changing table, diaper pail, and baby bouncer. All the furniture was large enough to fit me. Bars from a crib surrounded my bed. But I realized that this was my same bed in my room, just with bars and more colorful sheets. Then I saw the package of diapers stocked in the changing table, they were the same one's mommy and I got at the mall. Then I noticed that this was my room! It was just set up for a baby now! Things like my dresser and hamper were the same but even the walls were a different color; baby blue with white clouds and cartoon animals painted on. It all changed so fast!

But I was thrown back to reality with a feeling of needing to poop. Probably form the Mac and cheese. It wouldn't normally be a problem, just go in my diaper, right? but my diaper was already pretty full of poop. Not fully, but I wouldn't bet on it holding everything. But the need wasn't extreme, I'd just hold a little longer.

I did let out a long pee that soaked the first diaper and made the second slightly damp. If you thought my diaper was thick when it was clean you would not believe it now! My legs were forced to splay outward, if I could walk at all I would be less coordinated than an actual 1 year old.

A large fart also escaped my butt, which alleviated some pressure.

Mommy must have heard it on the baby monitor because she came in soon after. "Do you like your new room sweetheart?" she said checking my diaper "Hmm, feels like it could take one more wetting, it can hold a little longer" she said.

She picked me up out of the crib and got a onesie, it had snaps on the crotch and no legs. she pulled it over my head and after a lot of pull, was able to get the snaps together, although they looked like they could break if any more pressure was added.

"Mama" I babbled, smiling up at her.

"Aww sweetheart." she said giving me a big hug, picking me up and carrying me downstairs. She placed me in a playpen with all my toys. "Mommy has to be right back" she said going into another room.

I sat there in a very dirty diaper. I wanted to be with mommy, but I also wanted to play with my toys. I knew I could wait for her.

I played with my plastic kitchen set. I made a delicious meal of plastic food. I could almost imagine how it would taste. All the playing with food started making me hungry, where was mommy?

Then, without any warning, I felt poop enter my diaper. It was almost involuntary. Like a landslide it entered my padding. It entered with such force, that my onesie snaps popped off, and the poop shot out the back of my diaper. I just had a diaper blowout.

I couldn't stop the flow, I felt it stick to my back, it just kept coming until I let out a long sudden fart and it was over.

I panted, completely spent. I let out a small amount of pee then looked at my back to see the damage. There was a brown stain on the part above my diapered butt. I knew if I sat down even more would shoot out. I didn't want to make an even bigger mess for mommy to clean up, so I squatted down, my diaper was so thick that it slightly kissed the ground.

I looked down the front of my diaper, my privates were completely covered, there was no space left in my infantile underwear.

I couldn't do anything about it, so I just had to wait for mommy. I kept playing for a while, but I started to get itchy.

I tried to grit through it, but the more I did, the worse it got.

Eventually I fully started crying out loud for mommy.

"Mama!" I shouted with tears in my eyes.

I heard the toilet flush, and she came running over, "What is it baby?" She asked frantically, but there was no need, for as soon as she stepped in the room, she could smell what happened in my diaper. "Oh my! No wonder my baby boy is crying" she said coming up to me "looks like a blowout" she said looking at my back "Come here sweetheart.""