My friend Kathy refers to “pregnancy dumbness” as that state of mental abstraction throughout pregnancy (and especially near the end) that leads us to do, well, dumb things. I think today I took the grand prize.
Before Tommy’s nap, Derek took him into the bathroom to try to use the potty. After an unsuccessful attempt, he sent him to me in the bedroom to get ready for his nap. Tommy had his pants in his hand, and I helped him put them back on before Derek got in to hoist him into the crib. Two and a half hours later, Derek went in to get Tommy up from his nap, and the poor dude was soaking wet–so wet, in fact, that his hands were pruney! “Did you put his diaper on weird?” asked the distraught father. “I didn’t put his diaper on–you did!” I replied, walking into the room to see what the fuss was all about. “Em, I sent him in to you straight from the potty…obviously he didn’t have a diaper on!” was the sensible reply. At that moment, we removed the drenched pants and discovered the problem–Tommy didn’t have a diaper on at all.
At this point I sat down on the rocking chair and started laughing hysterically. Derek, annoyed but trying to give me the benefit of the doubt, asked how I could have put his pants back on him without noticing that he didn’t have a diaper on: “I can see that the dress shirt kindof dips down in front and back so that you might not notice right away, but what were you thinking when you pulled up the pants and snapped them up?” I have no idea. You’d think after 2+ years of this business, I’d notice whether my son was diapered or not.
In recounting this incident to my mom later in the afternoon, I dissolved into hysterics again. She assured me that she’d done many stupid things over three pregnancies herself, but she never managed to forget to put a diaper on any of us. Obviously I’ve reached new heights of pregnancy dumbness today!
Oh my gosh! That’s hilarious!!!
Ha ha!