Chain Reaction

Yes! - I am one of those mothers who occassionally talks about her kid's bodily functions (example: Blog Post entitle 'My Little Artist'), and
Yes! - I will be speaking in the third person, referring to myself as Mom hereafter.

Cause: To turn a phrase the way my father would say it, my daughter 'filled her drawers' just after waking from a 2 hour nap.
Effect: Mom takes baby to change her diaper.

Cause: Mom changes baby's diaper and uses very cold homemade baby wipes.
Effect: Baby creates a pee fountain nearly hitting mom in the face.  (Yes, she's a girl, but wow can she get some height on that pee....Ok, so maybe only a couple inches, but it still was surprising).
Effect: Mom thinks 'Wow, that was a lot of pee' and proceeds to disrobe said baby from head to toe (as the pee fountain has now soiled all of the clothes - except for the socks which were soiled when Mom had to retract from the pee fountain, thus dropping baby's feet, which then flailed right into the baby feces....sigh...)
Effect: Mom decides she needs to pick up the baby to remove the wet clothes from under her and make sure the area is dry before proceeding with new diaper and onesie.  Mom lovingly picks up now naked baby and holds her carefully to her chest as she throws the clothing in the clothing laundry.
Effect: Baby relieves the rest of her bladder.  (Apparently we're working with a 2-stage bladder here, and it's very well hydrated).
Effect: Mom's shirt is soaked with pee, in addition to the front of the changing table drawers, which were in close proximity.  One drawer of which was open and which contents selectively got wet, as well.
Effect: Baby starts to wail at the top of her lungs because (1) she is not cold and wet and (2) she is famished after her 2 hour nap.

Not to worry - baby was clothed, Mom was re-clothed, baby was fed, and baby is now playing on her musical playmat with Mr. Giraffe.

All has ended well.  And, yes, this will likely be the highlight of me day.  Sad? You may say.  Not to me.