Saturday, January 19, 2008
As a mom, isn't it generally true that you know your child's*ahem*poop schedule? Meaning, you have a pretty good idea of the frequency and consistency (ewww) from the time they are born, right?
Well, now that I'm working full-time, I've sorta been out of the "poop loop", if you will.
Eldest and Middle are easy though. I can always tell that Eldest is fine by the regular occurrence of the skids in his unders. And Middle certainly isn't shy about demanding at the top of his lungs, "Come wipe my buh-hutt!" So needless to say, neither of the 2 of them are a mystery.
Poor Baby though. Lately he's been all bound up. And since I've had to relinquish my role as primary diaper-changer (oh darn), I haven't been as aware of what's coming down his poop chute. Which, as of late, has been nothing.
Wednesday night, I heard him crying in the playroom (his usual room of choice for pooping), "Poop huhts, poopie huhts", amidst groans. And our nanny had remarked that earlier that day she had caught him rocking on all fours, trying to squeeze out a turd. Poor buddy.
Benefiber to the rescue! Since Thursday, Ive been adding 1/2 tsp. of the powder to all of his sippy cups, and have been instructing his caregivers (my Sis on Thurs. and our nanny on Fri.) to do the same.
Yet today, still no luck. A few farts with lumps and that's it. So even though the diaper changes have been a breeze this weekend, I'm still a bit concerned.
Of course, tomorrow we've been invited to a birthday party at a "private party zone featuring giant, soft, interactive fun-filled inflatables."
So....how much you wanna bet that it's my child whose diaper oozes and overflows with (fiber-induced) CRAP inside one of those bouncy play zones???