Confessions

Last night, after I'd picked Forrest up from the Metro station (stupid buses weren't running because it was a "Federal Holiday"), we swung by Staples to pick up some paper on the way home. As we got Shepherd out of his car seat, it became apparent that his diaper had reached maximum capacity, and that his clothes were soaked through. First, I felt like a bad mother, because I should have put a new diaper on him before the jaunt to get his dad. Then, I remembered that, "Hey, I'm a good mom, I have a complete change of clothes in his bag!". So off we treked into Staples. We located the restrooms and I proceeded to try to find a diaper changing table in the restroom (big fat chance in an office supplies store). After not finding one, I realized that I had an oversized changing pad in the bag (which I always leave at home). "Success!" I thought, as I laid it out on the floor and proceeded to remove the soiled clothes and the soiled diaper. I tossed the diaper in the trash, and reached in the bag for a clean one....

and reached..

and reached...

and reached some more.

Shepherd smiled up at me, completely naked, separated from a filthy bathroom floor by mere centimeters of water resistant cloth. I smiled back at him, and then laughed.

I had no diaper to put on my baby, and the one I'd just taken off was in the nasty trash, and plus, it was completely full. What was I to do?

So I smiled, explained to Shepherd that he'd have to go commando until we got home, and made him pinky promise he wouldn't do any "business" until then. He laughed, and giggled as I put his clothes on without a diaper... and off we went.

Has this happened to you guys before or am I just a bad mom who routinely forgets diapers? (This is the first time the forgetting has backfired on me)