Yesterday, I did something I didn't think I would do for at least another year or a couple more months. I went and bought Caderyn big boy undies (Picture to follow shortly)
I went to the gym yesterday and when I got home Caderyn was acting SO tired. He would lie down on the floor with his blankie and rub his face into the softness (he does this only when he's tired). So I changed his diaper and took off his clothes because our house felt like a million degrees and put him in his crib.
It was quiet for maybe 20 minutes and then little guy started screaming his head off.
In to his room I walked and saw him bare-butt, covered in pee sprinkles with a nice big turd on his sheets.
I was shocked.
He was pissed- literally.
I quickly grabbed wipes and got the poo out of the bed and into the garbage so that it wasn't sitting there and festering on his sheets. Out of the crib came Caderyn and into the tub. I called Jeff while he was in the tub and asked him if he was coming home anytime soon so I could clean the sheets. Jeff came home shortly after and helped dress the little guy while I changed sheets and blankets and set them on "SANITIZE" in the wash.
Later that night, after Bub had gone to sleep I snuck off to Target and bought him his first EVER pair of big boy undies to prevent further mishaps with the diaper. These undies will go on OVER the diaper on nights its too hot for jammies.
How did we get to this point in our lives so quickly?