DH, DS, and I were finishing lunch at Panera and DS made a constrained face. I said "are you pooping?" He said "yes, needa go potty." So off we went to our first public potty experience. The handicap stall was occupied of course, so we hustled into the TINY other stall. I get his shoes, pants, and pull-up off to see he's already pooped in his pull-up. I set him on the toilet backwards, letting him hold onto the back. He pees, and I MISTAKENLY think to myself "this is going okay." He accidentally pushes the flush handle, the toilet flushes beneath him and he FREAKS OUT. Crying, screaming "scared scared off off!" I hoist him off the toilet and realize there was poop on his butt, which is now on my shirt, pants, HIS shirt, and the toilet seat. I tried to get us cleaned off and get some on my hands and his arm. All this crouching in a small space triggers several Braxton-Hicks contractions. I feel like I can't breathe.
I call DH and yell at him to get the diaper bag from the car. Rather than just knocking on the main door and coming into the ladies room with the bag, he SENDS some sweet older lady in with it, forcing me to open the stall door with DS naked and poop all over both of us.
Twenty million wet wipes later, we're both cleaned up, and hustle a shirtless DS out of Panera into the 40 degree weather and into the car. I'm traumatized y'all.
I think we need to make a poll, though, showing you just how many husband's would actually knock on the door and walk into the ladies room.
My guess is close to 0.
We live in a small town, our Panera is tiny. There's only 2 stalls. Obviously we were in one, so he would have seen one other woman AT MOST. I could have really used DH's help. I wish he had just come in, or yelled from outside the main door "can I come in?" I was mortified to have to open the stall door to a stranger.
Post by karinothing on Dec 7, 2014 16:06:20 GMT -5
Oh no that sucks. For the future ds has always sat the regular way on toilet seats. I just sit him closer to the front and he held on to me. It was pretty easy, i do not think you need to do backwards.
Oh no that sucks. For the future ds has always sat the regular way on toilet seats. I just sit him closer to the front and he held on to me. It was pretty easy, i do not think you need to do backwards.
I do this too. I stand right in front of them and tell them to hug my legs. It also stops them from touching every damn inch of the toilet seat.
I'm sorry that sounds horrifying. I don't think DH would walk into the ladies either though so I wouldn't be too upset about that.
Oh no that sucks. For the future ds has always sat the regular way on toilet seats. I just sit him closer to the front and he held on to me. It was pretty easy, i do not think you need to do backwards.
I do this too. I stand right in front of them and tell them to hug my legs. It also stops them from touching every damn inch of the toilet seat.
My husband would have done the same thing. I wouldn't have expected him to come in & help, but can certainly understand why you would want his help! The old lady probably just felt bad for you and was happy she could help even just a bit. Chances are good that she was once a mom & had poop all over her at one point, too!
That sounds horrifying @supergreen, although for once I'm on your dh's defense, I don't think my dh would come in to the ladies' room either! I hope you had a chance to take a lovely long shower this evening.