Since we sometimes go for humor in the blog I thought I would blog about one of the funniest things ever: BABY POOP. When Ellie was first born (and I mean first born as she wasted no time) she pooped tar all over the doctor, the nurse, and Kate. When I say tar I mean tar. Meconium is the term given to baby poop for the first couple days. It is thick, it is sticky, it is almost impossible to clean off. The saving grace is that is does not smell. Otherwise it is the most evil crap that ever was. The first couple diaper changes were interesting. And apparently, Ellie got a couple of the nurses in the recovery wing, too.
After the meconium comes some kind of transitional poop. This stuff is actually brown (meconium is black), but it is still sticky. We found some of that yesterday, and it was not quite as incredible as the tar.
But today was the crowning achievement. Kate
was getting worried that Ellie hadn't pooped since we got home (and let me just point out the irony of that. Now, we get nervous when she doesn't poop, and soon we will want her to stop.) so we were sort of ready to see more poop. And we got some. As Kate was rocking Ellie in the chair she noticed something. And what she noticed was poop all over her shirt. Ellie, apparently, had a blow out. I guess she'd been saving it all for one big thing because she exploded. I'm talking out of the diaper, out of the onesy, out of the overalls she was wearing, onto Mom's shirt. I was so proud to know her. The problem with this was that is was no longer thich and sticky. It was very very runny, and got over things we didn't really want poop on. But all of it came off, Ellie had a bath, we washed the clothes, and moved on.
So, that's the poop. I will share more as we experience more. But for any first time parents out there, this is the kind of thing you can expect.
Josh
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After the meconium comes some kind of transitional poop. This stuff is actually brown (meconium is black), but it is still sticky. We found some of that yesterday, and it was not quite as incredible as the tar.
But today was the crowning achievement. Kate
was getting worried that Ellie hadn't pooped since we got home (and let me just point out the irony of that. Now, we get nervous when she doesn't poop, and soon we will want her to stop.) so we were sort of ready to see more poop. And we got some. As Kate was rocking Ellie in the chair she noticed something. And what she noticed was poop all over her shirt. Ellie, apparently, had a blow out. I guess she'd been saving it all for one big thing because she exploded. I'm talking out of the diaper, out of the onesy, out of the overalls she was wearing, onto Mom's shirt. I was so proud to know her. The problem with this was that is was no longer thich and sticky. It was very very runny, and got over things we didn't really want poop on. But all of it came off, Ellie had a bath, we washed the clothes, and moved on.So, that's the poop. I will share more as we experience more. But for any first time parents out there, this is the kind of thing you can expect.
Josh
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burn that picture. I promise she will be eternally grateful.
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