As many of you know, I have two toddlers (18mo and 3yrs old) and I am blind. Put the two together and you literally have a “S### Show”. A few weeks ago I was sitting at my desk attempting to get a little work done while I let the two Tasmanian devils run wild and create an absolute mine field of trip hazards an ankle breakers around the house. We had just gotten our oldest Kennan potty trained and our youngest was very interested in pooping on his own as well. In fact, as I sat at my desk I felt little Tut placing something on my forearm. He then, cocked his head and looked up at me at a very close distance and smiled before quickly returning to pounding the baby gates like a drum. At first I thought to myself, “What is this weird object?” I of course couldn’t see any details so I had to use my other senses to play detective. With one whiff I quickly discovered it was poop.

I quickly went straight to the culprit and realized I had a major problem, he had taken off his diaper. “Where was the rest of this poopy mess?” I said to myself. Before that thought could process, I heard Kennan say, “Daddy Tut put a log on the floor.” I reached for some wet wipes to clean up the dump that he had pointed to but before I got it Kenna said, “Daddy there’s poop there and there and there.” At the same time, the little poopy bandit walked over and grabbed his clean diaper that he had removed on his own and began helping me wipe his poop up with the diaper. Once the big load was cleaned up, I carefully picked up the poopy bandit and put him in the changing area. With poop all over his hand and his back side he started laughing and said, “Poop." It was hard to refrain from bursting out in laughter but somehow I managed to do so.

There was no question that Tut needed a bath but I had to find out the extent of his markings. In order to do this, I used my resources again. Kennan helped me out. It was much worse than I first expected. He had painted all over the baby gate, smeared it on the mini trampoline and had made some streaks on the floor. Thank God for having my little man Kennan or I may still be finding markings to this day.

I am sure many of you with kids have had moments like this when your little ones were going through their days of discovery. Now, go back in time in those situations and think about doing it without vision. Being a Blind Baby Daddy X 2 definitely gives me an entirely different view and experience of parenting. It is at times stressful but creates memories that will last forever. This is just one of my daily encounters of parenting while blind. I will continue to provide you (my interested viewers and fans) with these real life accounts. I am sure you would love to have these accounts more frequent than I am able to provide but these two little terrors take up too much of my time for that.

Blind Baby Daddy: Art With Poop