She’s been struggling with nappy rash over the past couple of days. We have just got back from a holiday in France, and whilst we were there, she tried some runny cheese. It smelt (and tasted) like sweaty socks, but for some reason, Freyja liked it. Her bum didn’t though and for the next couple of days, she had a bit of a pooey problem, which made a particularly bad bout of nappy rash flare up.

Anyway, we got back from France yesterday, and decided that this morning, a bit of nappy off time was in order, to let the fresh air get to it and hopefully improve the state of her nether regions.

My mistake was letting her run around the living room without the nappy on. 15 minutes later, I find her squatting, right in the middle of my lovely cream carpet, leaving a lovely turd for me to clean up. Nice. Thanks Freyja.

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Last night, James went to bath her like he usually does, and cries out for help. I think, “Bloody hell, what is it with you and not being able to do anything without needing me”, thinking that he has been faced with a pooey nappy or something just as grotesque. But no, last night was different. I go into the bathroom, to be passed a very beautiful naked Freyja. Not just passed like normal – passed at arm’s length. What’s she done? Poo’ed in the bath!! For the first time in almost 10 months, she crapped in the bath. There’s a first for everything I guess. Bless her heart. She wondered what the hell was going on. So there I was, also holding her at arm’s length, as James sifted the bath and ran her a fresh one.

I guess that’s one way of upping the water bill!