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Wanted: your ickiest mom moments

by Meagan Francis on July 7, 2013

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This post is sponsored by Clorox.

When it comes to cleaning, I have a bit of a multiple personality. I’m all about gentle, essential-oil-scented cleaners for everyday housekeeping, but when it comes to the Big Messes of life, I don’t hesitate to pull out the Big Guns.

Take, for example, our family’s multi-generational Stomach Bug Breakout of 2007 (nicknamed “APauloba” by my clever sister-in-law Kelley, because myself, my parents, my siblings and our combined mass of children contracted this nasty bug during a visit to our unfortunate Aunt Paula’s house.)

And then the follow-up Stomach Bug Breakout of 2008, which kicked off the following New Year’s Eve and involved the same families…only this time, it was at my house.

At the first sign of puke, I ran around the house dousing doorknobs, flush handles and toilet seats with Clorox disinfecting cleaner, and I give my quick preventive action the credit for the fact that only part of the family went down that time. (Poor Aunt Paula was once again present, but this time did not succumb.)

I think every parent has a gross story that becomes legendary. I’ll never forget my mom telling me about the time she was bent over cleaning my brother’s puke off the floor, and my other brother jumped on her back…and then puked on her.

That story has been part of family lore for the last 30+ years, and though I’m sure my mom wanted the earth to swallow her up at the time, she was able to laugh – and enjoy making others laugh – telling the story later, long after she’d suppressed her gag reflex, washed her hair, and run that shirt through the washing machine a couple of times.

The kinds of things we’d never have talked about in polite company pre-kids become acceptable cocktail conversation among those who get it (and need to laugh so they don’t cry.)

That’s the premise behind the Clorox Ick-tionary, a fun wiki that features “icky” dictionary terms and definitions.

Feeling creative? You can submit your own Ick-tionary terms(I’ve got a few in the queue!) or just go read the clever ones others have come up with.

Or if you aren’t feeling up to giving them a clever name, I’d still love to hear about some of your grossest mom moments in the comments.

Because like it or not, icky moments are one of the hallmarks of motherhood – so we may as well find a way to commiserate and laugh at them.

To celebrate Clorox’s 100th birthday, the company has created a free app you can play at the supermarket with the kids. Check it out!

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{ 6 comments… read them below or add one }

Heather Byrd July 7, 2013 at 2:57 pm

My grossest moment occurred when my daughter was about 10 months old. I gave her a magazine to play with, and had no idea that she would rip pieces of pages out and stick them in her mouth. Why on earth would a baby put things in their mouths? Anyway, of course she got some of the paper stuck and couldn’t breathe. I picked her up and tried to get it all out of her mouth, and telling her the whole time to ‘open up and let me see’. While in the middle of my sentence, she got rid of the paper that was stuck. And whatever else she had been eating earlier in the day – she threw up straight in my open mouth.

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Meagan Francis July 8, 2013 at 12:40 pm

Heather – I am HORRIFIED by this story. OMG. YOUR OPEN MOUTH!? It’s like a nightmare come true. (But look, you survived! Which I guess proves that the things we fear the most usually won’t kill us :)

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rebecca at thisfineday July 8, 2013 at 1:31 am

This just happened last weekend. My daughter was in a one piece swim suit. We were at the river, we had to walk a long way down a hilly path to get there. She pooped in her suit. We didn’t have a back up, we were camping. It was GROSS.

http://thisfineday.com/blog/2013/7/1/camping-with-kids-down-by-the-river-lessons-learned

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Meagan Francis July 8, 2013 at 12:42 pm

Oh my goodness, Rebecca – I have to admit I have this weird paranoia about my kids pooping in their swimsuits. It’s just….so….gross!

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rebecca at thisfineday July 9, 2013 at 12:42 pm

It totally is- and this week we are in Hawaii, I’m wondering what grossness is in store for me here! This time I packed extra suits!

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Kourtney July 9, 2013 at 2:25 pm

I have two little boys and am pregnant with a little girl (YAY!) so naturally the gross stuff that comes along with parenthood is definitely just part of my life now. But I think one of the most horrific experiences came from my wonderfully hilarious (and utterly messy) two year old. We had just gotten out of the bath and were standing in his bedroom. I had him mummy wrapped in a towel while I was gathering his pajamas and diaper. Honestly, I should have expected what came next. My baby boy (who was still in the process of being potty trained) squatted down and pooed right on his floor. It was absolutely horrifying and I had one of those WTF? moments where I just kind of ran around the room trying to figure out the best way to clean it up. Luckily my husband came to the rescue and all ended well.

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