Disclaimer: If you think poop stories are gross and inappropriate to share, then you better not read the following story and all its messy details.

This morning I changed Leah's pajamas (outfit #1) into a regular outfit for the day (outfit #2) because she spit up right down the front of them. Well, you'll never guess what happened this afternoon.
I thought Leah was having some pretty stinky gas, but it wasn't going away. She was still stinky a couple hours later so I decided to get to the bottom of things. She was smiling up at me on the changing table as usual, and I thought it would be a routine change. And to my dismay, it wasn't just gas.
The poop in her diaper had oozed out down her leg and all over her clothes (probably worse than the last time this happened). So I took off her diaper to clean things up so I could bathe her. After I removed the diaper, of course, she poops some more on the changing table and again on her clothes. So I frantically tried to remove her clothes and get the least amount of poop everywhere.
Then at precisely the moment I finally get her in the sink to bathe her, our landlord comes upstairs to say that they are working on our kitchen pipes and to not use the kitchen sink. So she's sitting there wet and cold from the water I had just poured on her. And at the same time, I thought any second she was going to poop again on everything. Luckily, she didn't and I managed to finish wiping her bum. I put on a new diaper and then some clean clothes (outfit #3 in the picture). And she slept through the entire clean-up process.
After I came home from a baby shower and it was time for bed, Logan discovered another messy diaper that had oozed out on her clothes again. He cleaned her up this time and put outfit #4 on her.
I just thought, "someday I'm going to look back and laugh at this." Needless to say, it's been an eventful day. This is the life of a mom.