POOP.
Yep. This is now an official "Mommy Blog" - deal. I realize that some of you who read this, may not want to anymore now that this is mostly about Baby Girl and all her goings on, but eventually, I will have a life again outside of her and then you are welcome to come back and read...
So, back to the afore mentioned word.
Baby Girl hasn't been. For a while. I tried prune juice and that worked at first, but then it stopped working. And then suddenly, this morning it started working again. Really working. I did not know her body could hold so much of anything for so long and then just let it all go with the only sign being a telltale smell.
As part of this lovely early morning experience, Baby Girl has graduated to size 2 diapers.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
There, I Said It.
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4 comments:
I remember those days.. it rarely happened here because Alex was always on a pooping schedule but when it did it was bad. I didn't know he could have that much in him! Size 2 woo hoo! I'll trade you 6s for 2s!
Rae? Rae? Is it you? I've been trying to track you down for like, a year. I can't believe I just stumbled upon your blog. Your writing is HIGH comedy. I love it. I hope you are doing well, and hope you don't mind if I stop in every once in awhile for a good laugh. BTW- BabyLax is a wicked awesome liquid suppository for infants that works like MAGIC. Over the counter from Target or drug store. If baby goes more than 4 days without pooping, this should work within 2 minutes. Good luck!
Haha, that's funny. When I had Will my brother wrote me this message saying that I need to make sure to not talk completely about my baby, blah blah blah. And he just had his first baby so I am happy that he can finally understand that YES your life revolves around the baby for at LEAST the first 6 months. I mean realistically it's your whole life, but they are a lot more dependent on you those first 6 months. So I don't mind hearing about it (as long as it's not just constant bragging because that's just annoying, but you don't do that.)
Ah, one of the joys of motherhood.
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