On the wall opposite the mirror were three baby changing stations. They seemed to be long boxes that folded down from the wall to make changing platforms. I noticed that one of them had a long blue web belt dangling from the middle. They must have straps to hold down a baby if he started wiggling too much. They were all in use by mothers changing some very dirty squalling babies. I shuddered when I thought that soon I would be joining them.
Momma waited her turn patiently and chatted with the other mothers about how filthy the restroom was. I looked around to see what she was talking about, but I couldn’t see anything wrong. It looked clean to me! Obviously, it wasn’t clean enough to suit these fastidious women!
