Hey there, mama!
I just read your post on Kiran's poo/gas issues. Glad to hear it's not reflux and just an anal retention thing. I think Willem might have had a similar problem. Now he's a pooping master. In fact, he felt a little warm a couple days ago, so I thought I'd get a quick temp on him. Mr. Laustique warned that I was being overly anxious, but I like to check for fevers. It's my thing. Anyway, I inserted the thermometer into my poor baby's pooper, and while I waited for the reading, Willem let out a fart...and then a stream of poo! It went all over my hand and even up the sleeve of my robe. Lovely. Mr. Laustique almost died laughing.
So my point is: playing with the thermometer really does get things moving down there. Beware. ![]()
Re: ***dr. girlfriend***
It really does get better. So much better. In every way! I think Willem was about 6 or 7 weeks before he stopped having difficult poops. Then he went to having giant blow-outs once a day between 8 and 10 weeks. No fun for anyone. Now he's very zen about it and has small to medium poops about 3 or 4 times a day.
Apparently boys often take longer than girls to work through GI and bowel issues. Did I recommend the football hold yet? It was the only position that soothed Willem's gas pains in those early weeks. Even now he enjoys it when he's a little cranky.
Hope you get some sleep tonight.
Wow, I remember when I used to butt into y'all's pages because you'd be talking about House and stuff.
This one, though, is about poop.
Yeah, at least we have a strategy now. ?It sucks to feel so helpless when your little guy is hurting.?
Newt!! I was just thinking about you today.
Although I do still watch the sweet, sweet House (it was good last night - very housey), baby bodily functions are the focus of nearly all my waking thoughts. Mr. Laustique and I discuss in great detail each poopy diaper. It's a mania.
Personally, I love bodily functions. Mr. Newt is a little more squeamish, so we'll have to see how well he takes the "guess the poop color" game.
I'm the last one to have my baby! It's been helpful to watch you guys, so I know how to handle it.
What about the "is it curdy/peanut buttery/liquid" game? Or the "how big is it" game? I wonder if we'll ever stop obsessing about our kid's dookie. I predict big therapy bills.
We really have to get these boys together at some point. I'm sure they'd be fast friends, if only to avoid their mothers' excretion conversations.
Curdy?! Ewwwwwww.
I'm not sure I'm ready for this motherhood thing.