Explosion!
If only I had a picture…
I put Ezra in one of his onesies and a new fleece outfit that Auntie Kate got for him last week at Costco…it’s cold outside! Then I took Ezra for a walk in the Baby Bjorn. We went to the coffee shop, and then walked our usual route down around the school and back home. Once we got home, Ezra was still sleeping, so I did a few things around the house while he was still strapped in and I had my hands free. I took him out a while later and we played a little house tour and listened to some music. By then a couple hours had passed, so I decided to change him before he needed to eat again (due to the remaining-upright-for-30-minutes-after-feeding rule). I unsnapped the fleece suit’s legs, and knew immediately that something was very wrong. The onesie was very wet and sort of sticky. It was a poo explosion! There was poo everywhere - on Ezra’s back underneath the onesie, on the back of the onesie, and soon after I took the diaper off, on Ezra’s socks as well.
And yet, the fleece suit remained remarkably dry on the outside, with absolutely no signs of the destructive poo explosion that had happened inside…
I have a theory that this explosion actually took place sometime while Ezra was strapped into the Baby Bjorn - I think that basically the poo had no where to go but up due to the way the baby sits all astraddle in there.