Just like every morning Brody and I were running late. I had just woken him up, and was in the process of changing him when he began to pee. Now this is something I am of course familiar with, but this time things went a little differently. I quickly grabbed a diaper and blocked the stream, holding it up until the jet subsided. I waited a few moments to make sure he was finished, then lifted him and attempted to move the changing pad. He let me do that. I grabbed a fresh pad and poorly installed it using one hand. I turned to get a clean diaper when he started to urinate again. This time I blocked it with my hand. Once he stopped I quickly tried to peel back the now wet pad so he would not be laying in it. A few seconds later he stopped peeing, and I stood him up to minimize his contact with the wetness. I snatched another fresh diaper, and totally removed the changing table cover again. As I was reaching for a receiving blanket to lie down as a substitute pad, he started to pee again. I was still holding him in a standing pose, as I deflected his spray with the diaper. He continued to pee. Seconds passed, and he did not relent. Actually, I can’t recall the last time
I had peed this long. Due to the concave shape of the changing pad, it was quickly pooling up with pee. Soon Brody was up to his ankles in his urine. Perhaps this morning we would be later to daycare than normal…
