Jesse Hill, the author of Parenthood: The Struggle, decided to start his blog when one of his Facebook posts went viral. Something happened in his home that parents everywhere instantly related to. It was so bad, others that went through it knew exactly how he felt. Others knew that they had avoided close calls like this one and counted themselves lucky.
It all started when his baby daughter, Alessandra, was asleep upstairs for her nap…or so he thought! He was downstairs enjoying a rare moment of down time when he realized that something in his house was…off.
He recognized the smell: Alessandra had pooped, but he shouldn’t have been able to smell it from downstairs. He ran up the stairs.
There she is, standing at the baby gate, butt naked, holding her diaper, covered head to toe in her own crap. I’m not talking a little poop here. I’m talking layered on globs of human fecal matter covering her arms, legs, face and HAIR. It’s bad. It’s worse then any other time she decided to explore in her diaper.” He wrote.
I was tempted to close her door, wait till Mayra got home and pretend like I was asleep so she would have to deal with it. But yesterday was Mexican Mother’s day and I didn’t want to be a jerk.”
After giving his baby a thorough bath that took at least 20 minutes, he knew that he needed to start cleaning her room…what he saw made his blood run cold.
I walk in her room slowly and am greeted with a scene straight out of a horror movie….I won’t get into anymore graphic details but 2 rolls of paper towels, 5 gym towels, 1 bottle of bleach, 1 big bag of crap covered toys and 2 1/2 hours later her room still smells like a dumpster fire.”
He called his wife for backup and shared the story online. Hundreds of thousands of parents were instantly sharing the story and remembering their own horrific poop-related events.
I swear I do everything I can to show these kids I love them but they turn on me when I least expect it.”