I had bad poop cramps. I left M in the living room with toys and put blankets and pillows to block her. She was ok. It took longer than I thought. I'm all mid-diarrhea and she starts crying bad. Like she hurt herself, her I need you mommy cry. I wipe my super quick and run out. She's sitting on the floor, tears streaming, hands up for me. I don't know what happened, but she's fine. Then I finished my business with her in the room.
Lincoln cried like that the other day when I was in the shower, I felt so bad but I had to get ready. He was in the pack n play and was just pissed that he knew where I was but wasn't with me.