Some ramblings on Monday

Note to self - when I feel something warm pooling on my leg, generally it means its pooling there because it is. Not because its pooling in something else or on someone else. I was feeding Lilly, had her sitting on one of the beige throw pillows, and in retrospect she must have been half sitting on it and half on me. And She had been trying to poop all morning. She'd been straining, her face getting red, her grunting, then she gets her poo face, a coo erupts out of her, and she gives this half smile. I must get it on tape, but that's the cycle. Well like I said, the pooping had been a goal of hers all morning. She awoke at 6, she fed, tried to poo. No go. Then she went down for a nap. I went off to see Dr. Ross for my 6 week postpartum check up. I am medically cleared for exercise and will see the doctor in a month for my annual check up. Go figure.

Anyway. No poop while I was gone. She did spit up on Mark, got his collar, cuff, and front pocket. And they say breast milk doesn't stain. It's at the dry cleaners now - we'll see! If not, we'll just put it on her tab! Yesterday had a 70 percent chance of rain, so we went for a walk as soon as I got back. Sun was out. And we wanted to take advantage of it, so she and I went around the neighborhood, made it to Audubon Park, did a short circuit, I was getting hot (in Khaki pants and black t-shirt, not the smartest walking outfit) so I imagined she must be hot as well. I needed to pick up some Diet Cokes and Tony Chacheres seasoning, so we walked to Langensteins. The stroller has a bottom component that works awesome has a cart. So I can put the diaper bag in there, Perfect size. And yesterday put the groceries (ended up with 4 bags of frozen vegetables, 2 broccoli, 1 peas, 1 green bean, strawberry jelly, bananas, and Tony Chacheres) in the bottom and Diet Cokes on top, below the stroller can bar.

She had fallen asleep while we were walking but once we got to Langenstein's and the blast of cold air conditioning hit her, she awoke. She just took it all in. That's such an amazing thing about her - the natural inquisitiveness. She just looks at everything. It's probably overstimulating, as evidence by her fighting sleep sometimes. So she was just looking around the aisles (or at least that's what it appeared to me, I'm not sure if she developmentally could be looking at the aisles!). And once I amassed the groceries, we went to check out. The cashier asked how old she was, I said 6 weeks. And then she took a look at her. And I saw the poo face. She was straining and then moved to the smile. The cashier said her nephew did the same thing. So I knew the poo was coming.

Well she held out until we got home. And I was thinking she would go down for a longer nap, but nope, she didn't entertain the same notion. So we played. She ate. And she strained and smiled some more. And then she acted like she wanted more to eat so I offered it to her, she rebuffed but definitely was gassy and still need to poop. I held her up, and like I said she was half sitting on the throw pillow and on me. And after some straining, time sort of stops, I don't know how long this went on, you hear this 'Splat/Squirt' and you know mission accomplished. Well it's like sneezes for some people, you know how some come in three. Well her poos rarely arrive alone, and are most accompanied by two or three squirts. And this was no exception. And it didn't feel or sound like anything out of the ordinary. And like I said, even with the warm liquid, I just thought it was in her diaper.

So it wasn't until I pulled her up that I saw the destruction. Poo on her, poo on her leg, poo on the pillow, poo on my khaki pants. Disaster!Talk about an explosive diaper. This was crazy. I think about changing her downstairs but then think against it - I'd have to wash and then drip dry the cover on the napper, so I go upstairs, change her on the changing pad (the cover can go in the dryer - much more practical) and this way I am close to her clothes, as she will need a new outfit and socks. But before going upstairs, I take off my pants, so now I am pantless to change her. So now, or from yesterday on, I've kept a bib cloth near by, especially as she strains and smiles, to put on the pillow, as she sits. But thank goodness for the Nature's Miracles Natural Stain Remover from Aunt Bitsy - this thing works wonders. Sprayed it all over everything and voila - stains come out in the wash.

In addition to being an excellent and not to mention regular pooper - we're starting to play a reach game with her. Mark will put an item in her hand and we will try to get her to hold onto it. Now it's a couple of her stuffed animal blankets, it's not the best grasp, but she's learning!