
While we were in there, right after the feeding when we were strapping the girls into the car seats, Alina decided it was the time to have a massive poop. Luckily, the accompanying wet fart alerted us to its existence. Ches picked her up and started changing her, and she decided to poo again...and again...and again. Then, after cleaning up the constant stream of poo, she thought it the appropriate time to pee everywhere. Ches finally was going to secure the diaper when the second barrage of urine shot up and all over the new diaper and the mat we had down. Thanks to Ches' quick, skilled moves, he was able to save the outfit she was wearing. We are so happy that this was being dealt with on a nice changing station instead of in the back of our car.
When we were finishing up, another mother walked in with a very cute 4-week-old boy. She was totally shocked to see us with twins. She kept making statements about how difficult it must be for us to handle the twins when she was having a hard time with just the one. We said that we had a lot of help which has enabled us to be able to handle the load. But then she said she also had the help of her in-laws and that it was just so much work to have one baby. She sounded pretty rough. It made us both thankful for our situations - to have such wonderful daughters with wonderful grandparents (and aunt & uncle) and wonderful teamwork between the two of us.

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