My son will hate me for this when he's old enough to...well...hate me for embarrassing him.
Poop.
Poop.
Poop.
My life revolves around poop now a days.
I'm beginning to think I've been pooping all wrong; if my 7 week old son is doing it right, I'm doing it ALL WRONG.
The faces...oh the faces. The red face, the scrunched eyebrows, the wide-eyes, open mouth, sometimes stuck-out tongue. The tightly balled fist that always gets thrown up over his head as if to show, "Baby Power!"
The sounds...never unmistakable wet sounds. The grunts, the squeeks.
All this goes on for 10-15 minutes. Then? Relief, happy baby.
Want him to poop? Like before bath time? Give him to J, all babies poop when J holds them, it's his special gift.
Yesterday, while changing Pierce's diaper, got him all wiped and cleaned and was doing the diaper switch. You know, removing the folded dirty diaper out from under his hiney and pulling over the clean one. During the switch I hear, "pffffttthhh" and at the same time I see it. It. It. I screamed, covered his butt with the clean diaper, J yelled from the kitchen, "WHAT?!" I was doubled over laughing, I couldn't stop.
What was "it" you ask? Like a water gun, poop shot straight out, hit the changing table and I swear it had to go further than that but we couldn't find it. It wasn't much, but still. I have a feeling this is the first time, but certainly not the last, that this happens.
J used to say that he did not do poop. Now, he dutifully changes dirty diapers like a pro.
I must admit, I used to avoid poop diapers at all costs. If I was watching someone's child, while they were around, they had to change the diapers. Not my kid, not my diaper. Doesn't bother me now. I can get it done, no problem.
My poop fear? That he'll go in the bath tub!! LOL! So far, it hasn't happened. I think it's just a matter of time!!
Poop.
Poop.
Poop.
My life revolves around poop now a days.
I'm beginning to think I've been pooping all wrong; if my 7 week old son is doing it right, I'm doing it ALL WRONG.
The faces...oh the faces. The red face, the scrunched eyebrows, the wide-eyes, open mouth, sometimes stuck-out tongue. The tightly balled fist that always gets thrown up over his head as if to show, "Baby Power!"
The sounds...never unmistakable wet sounds. The grunts, the squeeks.
All this goes on for 10-15 minutes. Then? Relief, happy baby.
Want him to poop? Like before bath time? Give him to J, all babies poop when J holds them, it's his special gift.
Yesterday, while changing Pierce's diaper, got him all wiped and cleaned and was doing the diaper switch. You know, removing the folded dirty diaper out from under his hiney and pulling over the clean one. During the switch I hear, "pffffttthhh" and at the same time I see it. It. It. I screamed, covered his butt with the clean diaper, J yelled from the kitchen, "WHAT?!" I was doubled over laughing, I couldn't stop.
What was "it" you ask? Like a water gun, poop shot straight out, hit the changing table and I swear it had to go further than that but we couldn't find it. It wasn't much, but still. I have a feeling this is the first time, but certainly not the last, that this happens.
J used to say that he did not do poop. Now, he dutifully changes dirty diapers like a pro.
I must admit, I used to avoid poop diapers at all costs. If I was watching someone's child, while they were around, they had to change the diapers. Not my kid, not my diaper. Doesn't bother me now. I can get it done, no problem.
My poop fear? That he'll go in the bath tub!! LOL! So far, it hasn't happened. I think it's just a matter of time!!
It is just a matter of time. Lol! Luckily when Amelia hit that scary milestone jake was on bath duty that night. It sounds like Pierce is king mud butt!
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