Showing posts with label baby. Show all posts
Showing posts with label baby. Show all posts

Thursday, March 31, 2016

Throwback Thursday! - The Secret of the Ooze

This is an OLD post.  It was originally posted when my oldest was two months old.  After smearing poop on my face this week (in my defense I thought I wiped it all on my pants) I thought it appropriate.  :)
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I love my daughter.  I love her more that life itself.  But enough with the poop already!
Before I had my daughter I had a certain abhorrence to poop.  I've never had to look at anyone's but my own, so I've never been schooled in the way of poop.  So aside from the fact that this little munchkin doesn't nothing else but poop, I really don't know what to do with it.
According to the books I've read, newborn poop is fairly small in size and the way it smells depends on what they eat.  Breastfed babies are supposed to have almost sweet smelling poop.  Formula fed babies poop is slightly stronger with the consistency of paste, but generally not that bad.  That is what the books and the magazines say.  I double checked.
So what exactly is wrong with my daughter?!?  Her shit stinks!  It not the newborn type shit that you can just laugh about. It's adult type shit stinky.  And she only poops once a week it seems, so when she does poop it oozes out the sides of her diaper.  It's like Huggies isn't stronger enough to contain the secret of the ooze.  I thought about getting her a bigger size diaper but I don't want her getting any new ideas about a bigger diaper meaning she can hold off on shitting for two weeks and really fill it up.
Now most people when faced with the situation are revolted, disgusted, etc.  Pick any synonym.  However, I can't stop laughing about it, and apparently neither can she.
Our latest incident was today about 6:30 pm.  I was reading an article to her about the latest on the No Child Left Behind Act, when all of a sudden she started grunting.  She looked like she was concentrating really hard.  Then, I realized that was her poopy face.  So I told her while she poop Mommy was going to write a blog.  Well, a couple minutes later she is still grunting like a little piggy and a certain smell begins to permeate my room.  I start to crack up.  I've never known a seven week old to have such strong poop!  As soon as she starts smiling and cooing sans the grunting, I know I have my work cut out for me.  And just as a precaution I lift up her legs to check the sides of her diaper and sure enough, no matter how well I center her little bottom on the diaper, poop oozes out. 
I definitely need to invest in a gas mask, and write the makers of the Diaper Genie a long thank you note. Instagram

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

A letter to my first born

*Below is a letter written to my daughter during my pregnancy with her sister.  There is so much that needs to be said to our children each day.  Sometimes, 24 hours isn't enough and things go unsaid.  I want nothing to be left unsaid with my kidlets (or as close to nothing as possible), so there will definitely be additions to this.


July 5, 2013

Dear Dori,
There is something I need you to know, but unfortunately, age is an issue right now.  You are seven years old and smart as a whip.  However, it does not mean you will understand these words.  I need you to understand.  
I love you.  Of course that is a typical thing for any mom to say, so let me elaborate.  Since I found out I was pregnant with you, you have been my life.  You are my light, my joy and the very reason I wake each morning.  You are my first and because of this you will always hold a special sacred place in my heart.
Life is constantly a big mess of changes.  Your little sister will be arriving soon.  You are growing up.  I am getting older.  No matter where you are or whatever challenges you face, remember the following:

1.  Never be ashamed of the person you are. 
2.  Love with your whole heart.
3.  Pay attention to my mistakes and do your best not to repeat them.
4.  Learning is a never ending journey.  If you have stopped learning; you have stopped living.
5.  Set a timer to remember your birth control.
6.  No matter what problem you are faced with, call me.
7.  Always look at Siobhan with love.
8.  Don't be afraid to spread your wings.
9.  Forgive your biological father.
10.  Always remember the people who love you.

You will lead an amazing life.  I am so sure of it.  I love you with all my heart.

Mom <3

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