One of the things that has struck me about being a parent is the amount of knowledge I have about my kid's bodily functions.
Sidebar: How's that for a start on Monday morning?
I knew being parent involved changing diapers, wiping noses, and clipping nails, but wow. Two years into it, I am still amazed at what is "normal" for me to talk about to Adam, my mom, or the daycare lady.
Over the weekend, James and I had some stomach issues. Mine came on Saturday evening, after a lovely dinner with my mom, and James' started on Sunday morning. He went through 4 pairs of shorts on Sunday. Yes, shorts, not the diapers under them, but shorts that were victims to severe diaper blow outs.
After we thought this "event" was over, we ventured out to our local park. We didn't even think to bring a diaper bag (for an hour or less, we generally don't bring one). So of course, James had another blow out, on the play ground. I drove home and back quickly and we changed him there rather than make him cut his play time short. Then I realized another pair of shorts was a mess, so James played for awhile in just his diaper and shirt (until the wind kicked up and it got too cold to run around pantless).
As a result, my little man's tush is a mess. There is crazy baboon action going on in this guy's pants. We gave him a bath and let him run around diaperless for almost an hour, but his poor butt is not happy. Every diaper change has been a fight, because it hurts to get wiped and it hurts to put more diaper cream on.
But Adam and I chatted about his butt. When Adam left for the Ravens game, I texted him about the state of James' butt. This morning, Rhonda and I had a chuckle at poor James' expense, because his butt is so red. Who knew this would be my life?
James is feeling better, he never seemed sick really, just the stomach problem. Two rounds of probiotics in his juice yesterday and this morning have helped. The butt is much less red than it was last evening. I can't wait until he's potty trained.
Showing posts with label poop. Show all posts
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Monday, September 24, 2012
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Early pregnancy differences
So far this pregnancy has been fairly different than my pregnancy with James. My silly side wants to believe that these differences will mean that we're having a little girl this time around, but I know that may not be the case.
I was very lucky with James, while I was nauseous, I never actually got sick with him. I was tired, obviously, and moody, but for the most part, the first and second trimesters were very easy. This time around I am feeling very nauseous, but am also having lots of tummy problems. Without being too gross, there have been issues on every end of the tummy spectrum. Again, I haven't been puking, but things have been rough the last few days. I have also been much more tired that I was with James. While this could be a difference in the pregnancy, it is more likely a product of our current situation. James is constantly on the move and we are always running after him. We are lucky that after James gets home from daycare he is very interested in playing independently. I guess after sharing all day, he enjoys doing what he wants with his own toys.
Either way, I know that the tummy issues will pass and once I'm into the second trimester, I will hopefully be feeling better and more energetic. Even though I know that its better to find out that you're pregnant early on in order to avoid complications, sometimes I feel like it draws the 9 months out even more. We were exactly 4 weeks when we found out about James and at 3 weeks, 4 days this time around, so there is a long way to go!
I was very lucky with James, while I was nauseous, I never actually got sick with him. I was tired, obviously, and moody, but for the most part, the first and second trimesters were very easy. This time around I am feeling very nauseous, but am also having lots of tummy problems. Without being too gross, there have been issues on every end of the tummy spectrum. Again, I haven't been puking, but things have been rough the last few days. I have also been much more tired that I was with James. While this could be a difference in the pregnancy, it is more likely a product of our current situation. James is constantly on the move and we are always running after him. We are lucky that after James gets home from daycare he is very interested in playing independently. I guess after sharing all day, he enjoys doing what he wants with his own toys.
Either way, I know that the tummy issues will pass and once I'm into the second trimester, I will hopefully be feeling better and more energetic. Even though I know that its better to find out that you're pregnant early on in order to avoid complications, sometimes I feel like it draws the 9 months out even more. We were exactly 4 weeks when we found out about James and at 3 weeks, 4 days this time around, so there is a long way to go!
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Keeping it light
My poor blog has been suffering lately. Everything I want to write is rather dark and a bit depressing and delving into my inner philosopher. For today, I'm not going to make you all suffer through that with me. So I haven't been updating much. With the passing of my grandma, I am really trying to hold onto happy thoughts. So for today, I'm going to tell you a poop story. Everyone has poop stories about their kids and James has some good ones, especially as a tiny infant. But this is a more current tale.
We've been using "potty words" more and more often with James, in preparation of actually potty training him (one day, we're no where near actually training at the moment) so we ask him a lot if he's pooping or peeing, if he needs a diaper, etc. He always responds no, because that's just the phase of life he's in. Everything is a no. So after he says no, I feel his butt to see if there is anything in his diaper. As a result, anytime I ask James if he's pooping or needs to, he reaches back and rubs his butt. Its pretty cute, if I say so. But he'll rub his butt and then respond no, so maybe we are getting somewhere! (Okay, this could be wishful thinking...) We've also been practicing taking his own pants off, which is fairly entertaining. I know we have a long ways to go before potty training, but a girl can dream!
We've been using "potty words" more and more often with James, in preparation of actually potty training him (one day, we're no where near actually training at the moment) so we ask him a lot if he's pooping or peeing, if he needs a diaper, etc. He always responds no, because that's just the phase of life he's in. Everything is a no. So after he says no, I feel his butt to see if there is anything in his diaper. As a result, anytime I ask James if he's pooping or needs to, he reaches back and rubs his butt. Its pretty cute, if I say so. But he'll rub his butt and then respond no, so maybe we are getting somewhere! (Okay, this could be wishful thinking...) We've also been practicing taking his own pants off, which is fairly entertaining. I know we have a long ways to go before potty training, but a girl can dream!
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