Swimming Nappy

Wet lap at 30,000ft

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It’s quite funny how the mind and memory work

I was sitting, help out with some personal care with my son when I remember a funny thing that happened; well funny for everyone else. I thought I’d share this embarrassing moment with you all.

It was on a day such as this

When my daughter, who is now almost 9 (one more month left), was only 18 months old; we went for a family holiday to Majorca. We did this quite a few years beyond this, by the way, only I didn’t make the same mistake twice.

Anyhow, back to the story. So, we finished our holiday and we had a few nappies left. However, our friends who also had a daughter just a couple of months older needed some – so we said they could take the few we had left as we had a load of swimming nappies. We could use those.

So, they took the nappies and when we needed to change our daughter, we put on a swimming nappy. All good.

So we go on this plane

We caught our bus transport to the airport. We waited around, as you do. Then we got on our plane. As she was under 2 years, our daughter sat on my lap with the extra harness around her.

We took off, all was good. Now, this is only around a 2-hour flight so not too bad. Anyhow, it was about halfway through when I felt it. My lap felt damp. Low and behold, my daughter had pee’d and, we didn’t realize, swimming nappies – at least the ones we had – didn’t seem to hold pee very well; if they do at all?

She had wee’d; it had gone through her nappy and clothes soaked my lap. It was ok as we had a change of clothes for her… However, I had to go through the rest of the flight, get off the flight and walk till we got our suitcases; looking like I had pee’d myself.

As you can imagine, my wife was almost weeing herself at me having to do this.

So there you have it. I had a wet lap at 30,000ft and all the way from arrivals till suitcase pickup at Gatwick airport. Needless to say, I never made that mistake twice. Though it wasn’t the only time I had a wet lap from being wee’d on. But those are the embarrassing stories I am keeping till she is 18.

How about you? Any embarrassing stories you wish to share with us? If so, why not leave a comment below telling all about them.


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