My parents have a pool. So on this 90 plus degree day, we went. V kept trying to drink the pool water but all in all a success.
Until she pooed a huge poo just before we left. I saw it in her face. The concentration. Then, I heard it. I went to go change her diaper and then realized oh shit we are out.
Babies go into the pool diapered. Obviously, since you don't want them shitting in your pool. Hence, the swim diaper, which goes over the regular diaper. The name is misleading because it doesn't do anything but keep solids in. It is completely permeable, and so any time the baby goes into the pool, her diaper will swell up to the size of Neptuner. Seriously she was buoyant after 5 minutes.
Anyhoo, after multiple trips into the pool, and diaper changings in between, I realized too late that I had used all of the diapers. So we stuck a towel in her pants and put a doggie wee wee pad under her butt in the car. Of course she peed on the way home and when I picked her up, I knew what she knew but didn't tell me. Fun, really fun.
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