Happy Halloween

Halloween is always a fun time of year, but I am such a wimp! I get scared over everything! But I still try to tell myself its all for fun!
I was about 16, and my friends and I decided we should try out the local outdoor spook alley. We loaded up, about 6 of us girls I would say. So we were wandering through the woods, getting the bejebus scared out of us at every turn. Well, of course, I had to go to the bathroom...bad. I was too scared to do it before we started...so great combination--scared and have to pee.
Well towards the end of the forest there is a mining car that comes straight at you, and stops before it hits you. But..we didn't realize this! My friend and I somehow became tangled with eachothers feet and we tripped. So there we are falling all over eachother trying to get away from this train car coming straight at us. THEN..as we're flailing around on the floor...the chain saw man comes. Yea...you guessed it..I totally peed my pants! 16....peed my pants! So we finally get up off the floor, squealing all the way, trying to escape the chain saw man, and me trying to cover up my pee-pee pants.
We made it out alive, it was dark so I think I pulled off the pee pee without anyone knowing...and I vowed to always pee before being that scared again!

My first REAL Mothers Day

I was a new mom......there were many obstacles and situations I found myself in that I had no clue what to do! Plenty of times I wanted to cry for help, but knew I could do this all on my own. I was the mom after all!
Emerson has always been a very regular baby boy, but as a brand new baby he had the typical nursing baby explosive poops! Ya know, the embarassing kind! At my nephews baptisms, Emerson had one such explosion during the confirmation of my nephew. Horrible! But....what was to come was so much worse...
It was a beautiful day...Mothers Day. My first mothers day as a real Mom. I'd been a step mom, but being a real mom was so much different! This also happened to be the day that my cousin had come home from his mission and was giving his homecoming talk. I went to hear him speak with my Mom and Grandma.
So there we were, in an unfamiliar church building. We made it through sacrament with no problems. Then it came time for sunday school. Emerson was becoming inreasingly more and more fussy, but I thought maybe it was just nap time. Well, I was wrong. Relief society time rolls around..and by now Emerson had been passed from Nana, to Grandma, to a few aunts, cousins etc. Finally, after pooping, he was returned to me. The mom! I had heard the explosion-I knew he had pooped. But I wasn't prepared for this!!!!!
Attached to the relief society room was the baptismal font, and on the other side of it was the womens bathroom. I excused myself from the lesson with only a diaper and my pack of wipes. I took Emerson into the bathroom and there was no changing area set up. So I just flopped him up on the counter. Of course he began screaming a blood curdling kind of scream just about at this point. I began taking off his pants, and smelled the awul mess he'd created. Then I unsnapped his onsie and realized he had poop up his back, down his legs---COVERED!! I didn't know what to do! I almost cried! A woman came in to the bathroom and noticed me and did nothing. I wanted to yell for my mom to come help me! This was so horrible!
I started to pull his onsie off, which then got poop on his head and face....I finally was able to get him naked. His clothes got thrown in the garbage for sure! After about a full pack of wipes, I got him cleaned up. He still smelled, but I think all the poop was off his body. I got a clean diaper on him, but had no clothes.
I took him back in to the Relief Society room in just a diaper. Everything else had been pooped on and put in the garbage. I was so embarassed! I am certain my face turned 3 shades of red when I walked in the room and all the women started to chuckle. Apparently everyone in the room had heard him screaming bloody murder and was concerned! Emerson was happy as could be at this point! I got a clean onsie on him, and wrapped him in his blankie and finished out church.
So embarassing, but as I look back now I can't help but think most moms have been through something equally embarassing!