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chaper Thirty

Chaper Thirty.

It was March 21st, the first full day of spring, and brady's fourth day on the outside world.

With the arrival of warmer weather and blooming flowers came the reality of having two children under age two under the same roof.

And since marlena was only sleeping one or two hours at a time because of brady's nursing schedule.

Marlena was reveling in her five minute shower, which had become her only alone time.

Marlena leaned against the shower wall and closed her eyes, letting the warm water rain down on her tired body and swollen breasts.

The steady stream of water spray and darkness behind her eyelids was so relaxing that marlena couldn't help but fantasize about a long, luxurious night of sleep, surrounded by a cocoon of blankets and pillows.

But her dream came to an abrupt halt when the bathroom door opened, followed by the sound of Brady crying.

Concerned about her son, marlena poked her head out of the shower to find john holding a very messy  brady, his back and bottom covered in poop.

"What happened?.

Marlena asked her husband.

First diaper blowout.

John told his wife.

Marlena quickly rinsed the last of the conditioner from her hair and she then turned off the faucets.

As much as she needed her mini shower vacation, john and Brady needed her for a more time-sensitive issue on the other side of the curtain.

After stepping over the lip of the tub and slipping on her robe, marlena began peeling off brady's soiled pajamas and diaper.

"If only you could've done this a few minutes ago before I took a shower.

You're still the most handsome little boy I've ever seen, don't worry.

Marlena told her son.

Where's belle?.

"In our bed watching a movie on the tv, she's okay by herself for a few minutes.

John said as he tested the warmth of the water.

"Alright, Brady, don't freak out,
I just need to wash you off, I'll be quick.

John said as he held brady's tiny bottom under the sink faucet while john wiped him clean with a washcloth.

The baby cried in displeasure at being rinsed, and the sad sound was enough to make marlena cry, too.

"I know, sweetpea, if your belly button were healed, I'd just hold you in the shower.

Your sister loved the shower when she was a baby."

Marlena told her son.

"Sorry we interrupted you, I know the shower is your happy place.

John said to his wife.

"Poop emergencies require two people. It's okay.

Marlena said as she turning brady toward john to wash his other side.

As she did, brady decided it was necessary to empty his bladder,
and he projectile peed all over john's t-shirt.

But by the time marlena could spin him toward the sink, Brady was finished, leaving john more soaked with urine than water.

brady why?.

John asked in good humor, he looking down at his shirt.

"It was going to happen eventually. I'm impressed that he went three days without peeing on one of us.