Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Warning: Poop Talk

It took some time, but I believe we have finally conquered Mount Solid Food. There were some stops and starts and at one point I thought we were going to have to go all the way back down to Only Breastmilk Base Camp, but in the end, we were victorious. The bean is actually eating at least one twee jar of food a day. What I hadn't quite prepared myself for was the change in poop that accompanies the transition to this new diet. During the BF exclusively days, her poop was very liquid-y and smelled, if not good, then not bad.
Oh, gooey poop, how I miss thee.

Now it has a much more solid consistency, which isn't altogether bad. However, the stink that accompanies said poo definitely is. After one particularly foul smelling episode, I told Neil that we were just going to have to abandon solid food until she was potty trained. I think he thought I was kidding. I admit, it might be a little weird breast feeding a three year old, but I'll trade that awkwardness any day for that righteous stink. I mean, seriously, I'm going to have to deal with these nasty poopie diapers for the next 2+ years? Is eight months too early to begin potty training?

I recognize that this is not the most appealing of subjects and that I have nearly scared the grandparents away from babysitting with my exposure of her recent blowout, but I can't seem to resist talking about this aspect of parenting. Maybe it's because I spend so much of my day attending to her "movements" or maybe its because I stopped reading the bloody parenting books so I didn't see it coming or maybe its because I'm a stay at home mom whose primary daily interaction is with a 7 month old baby. Probably all of the above. Sorry.


  1. Ahhhh, I soooo miss the breastmilkypoo days.

    It only gets worse. just wait for the tricolor poops, or the golfball pooops (yes you can make those bounce!), my favorite the nana fedd me a whole bowl of blueberries this morning and now it looks like my insides are coming out poops.

    PS those damn parenting books dont even prepare you for those little surprises!


  2. LOL my hubby is such a joy!!

  3. I don't want to one up ya or anything, especially in this category, but try changing a bunch of OTHER kids' poop diapers. I can handle my own kids nasty diapers (usually), but these other kids some times have me dry heaving. And the older they get, the worse it becomes. How about you just potty train the little Bean now?? ;)

  4. I've resigned myself to the fact that it will be years before I don't have at least one conversation a day that doesn't involve a reference to poop.

    Though my obsession is more with frequency of poops--as in, will the bub poop before his nap to ensure he does not wake up from it due to a poop?--the actual smell and texture of the poop do not even matter to me anymore.

  5. I have always said poop is funny! Its even funny to say the word.
    Poooooop, see, funny right?



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