The Struggle of Changing My Baby's Diaper Is Way Too Real
My 1-year-old son is my favorite little human and I love him more than anything, but whenever I change his diaper, he morphs into an insane person. He cries, flails, screams, grabs things, throws things, and generally loses his mind. Note: this is true no matter the circumstances. It doesn't matter where we are, how much he's slept, whether he's eaten, whether there's anything in the diaper, or what sort of mood he was in 14 seconds ago. It doesn't matter if I make funny faces, sing his favorite songs, or hand him toys. Without fail, he goes batsh*t crazy the moment I try to change his diaper.
I get it: Maybe the air is occasionally a bit brisk, or maybe he's a little tired, or maybe he's angry that I've pulled him away from his toy train. (Likely.) Regardless, it makes for a rough experience for both of us several times a day — particularly when he tries to roll around everywhere or throw himself off a changing table. For a while I suffered quietly, wondering what in the hell I was doing wrong. It's not a diaper-rash issue, warm wipes don't do the trick, and I've become an EXPERT at lightning-fast changing sessions. What's the deal? When I mentioned it to his doctor, who experienced my son's madness firsthand, she laughed, saying, "He's just fun. He'll grow out of it." She's right; he's super fun, but the diaper changing? Yeah, not so much.
I'm sure he'll grow out of it one of these days, but in the meantime, it's a challenge, both physically and mentally. Sound familiar? Here's a look at the emotional roller coaster of trying to change a wild baby's diaper — in GIFs.
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When you grab a diaper and brace for the baby breakdown.
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When you slowly lean your baby back and they realize what's happening.
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When it's been 0.5 seconds and the screaming begins.
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When you undo the diaper and honestly debate closing it back up again.
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When you hold up their legs and they try to roll and you wonder how they are so damn strong.
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When they suddenly have the urge and . . .
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. . . then you can't get the diaper closed in time.
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When you're in a public bathroom and strangers look on in horror.
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When you try singing and contorting your face and making random sounds — anything to distract them.
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When your partner/friend/parent briefly walks in, then ducks out ASAP.
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When the screaming reaches a new, ear-piercing pitch.
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When they've rolled everywhere, you're BOTH covered in who knows what, and you just CANNOT.
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When you pick them up and suddenly, miraculously, they are 100% FINE?!
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When it's all said and done and you need a nap/snack/something, stat.
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