Comfort and Joy

I will turn their mourning into gladness; I will
give them comfort and joy instead of sorrow.
Jeremiah 31:13

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

airport fiasco

Austin and I flew last Thursday to Orlando, Florida to visit my dad and his fiance. My oldest brother Christoph along with my grandmother were there visiting as well. We had the most amazing trip (I will post the pictures over a few days) but I had to share our adventure flight home. We got to the airport on Monday at 4:10 make sure we had plenty of time to make our 5:20 flight. Right when we got there I realized that our flight had been delayed for 1 hour and 20 minutes. Not a good start. We then proceeded to wait in security for 45 minutes. When I took him out of the stroller I noticed a wet spot but thought that his milk had leaked. We went through security and I just carried him on my hip while we rode the tram and got to the other side. When I went to put him down, I realized that his pants along with my shirt were also wet. I quickly went to the bathroom to change him when I realized that his diaper had exploded poop all over. So that meant his pants, my shirt, and his stroller all had a nice wet, poopy stain to them. I had no change of clothes for either of us and I also realized that I had 1 diaper left for the next 5 hours until we got home. I tried rinsing his pants but realized that there were no hand dryers anywhere in the Orlando airport so he was just going to go pantless. I cleaned both of us up, started asking random strangers with toddlers if they had an extra diaper and all I found was a size 5 (he wears a size 3). We took the diapers anyways knowing I would need them (which he did because he drank 4 cups of milk and/or juice). We then sat around the airport waiting on our flight for 2 1/2 hours (it continued to be delayed). He was pantless the whole time. By the time we took off, he was already 45 minutes past his bedtime so that meant the next 2 hours were going to be pretty bad. He won't fall asleep on a plane so I came up with every possible thing to keep him entertained. We finally landed in Memphis at 9:45 Orlando time (which is the time zone he was accustom to) and we raced hom to bathe him and put him to bed. I was beat and so glad to be home.

3 comments:

Confessions said...

Oh my stars. I'm sorry to admit that I am laughing! What a hilarious story you have to share with Austin. But, oh, what a stinky mess at the time! Bless your heart!

wburn fam said...

Wow. Why do things like this always seem to happen?! So sorry for all ya'll went through, but he sure is cute in that little diaper!

Brooke said...

Oh, Brittany...you are making me quite frightened of having a little boy in just a few months time. Diapers explode! I had no idea. I guess we will have to double up.