Was that a poopy diaper?
Never in my life have I been asked that question. Then again, I had never changed a diaper before I changed DJ’s diaper while he was still in the NICU.
Before Daniel was born, I rarely found the occasion to discuss bodily functions, either. Now, it seems to be a main topic of conversation.
At first I didn’t think it was important; just something to talk about. However, as best as Lynn and I can remember, Daniel hasn’t had a poopy diaper in four days, possibly five. Now we are paying attention.
The last poopy diaper we remember was one I changed, which caused me to remark about Linda Blair being in his diaper. It was a huge mess of pea soup looking slather that seemed to be everywhere!!! I thought at the time, that he must have cleaned everything out.
Since then, he is still urinating, burping and passing gas regularly and every now and then, he leaves what most junior high aged kids would call a skid mark on his diaper, which hardly qualifies as a poopy diaper.
So, now we have started to asking each other, “What has changed?”
Last week we experienced Daniels first real voluminous spit up, which landed all over Lynn’s blouse and down her chest. This happened at his pediatricians office, and she recommended that we put him on Pedialyte for a day.
After a day of Pedialyte, we gave him breast milk only for a day or so and at the doctor’s suggestion, started giving Danny Boy a vitamin D supplement. One thing that we did not know; according to WebMD and other sources, vitamin D may cause constipation.
Lynn says that he has smelly farts, which she says is a sign of constipation. However, DJ is not acting constipated and his tummy is not hard or bloated.
So, we continued our search. According to ChildrensMD.com babies who are breast feeding and who are two to three months old, may go sometime without a poopy diaper.
The more we read, the more we found out that he is at that age when not pooping is common.
Of course, we will continue to monitor the poopiness of his diapers and openly discuss the topic, even during dinner, which something else I thought I would never do, but when you have a baby you love, everything changes!
UPDATE: Within hours of the original post, DJ began to go like it was an Olympic event. He pooped and he pooped and he pooped some more!!!
…. and I still can’t believe that I am openly talking about poop and the poopiness of my son’s diapers!!!
By Bill Robertson