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The Diaper of Shame
An Epic Tale
Recently, Iva Ursano tagged me in a fun game of self-deprecation. Here’s her hilarious tale for those who haven’t read it yet:
And now, I present for your amusement an epic tale of a diaper that just wanted to be changed.
If you have a sensitive stomach, you have been warned.
My son (let’s call him Super Diaper for the purposes of this story) began wearing a DOC band at around 9 months of age. DOC bands are those adorable, often sticker-covered helmets you see babies wearing sometimes. Super Diaper’s was blinged out with R2-D2 merch.
What the heck is a DOC band for? Think of them as braces for the skull — when babies have a serious preference for sleeping with their head turned to one side, part of their tiny skull can become as flat as a pancake (which can lead to serious health problems down the road). The bands, when worn continuously over a period of many months, produce nearly perfect, spherical little heads.
Anyway, at our very first appointment with the skull clinic, I picked Super Diaper up…
