Beyond Gross

I've dealt with some pretty nasty diapers since Nate was born. He's had some of the worst blow outs I have ever seen and in some of the most inconvenient places ever. Dare I say I've seen the worst? Would that just set me up for something even more horrible than his latest the last couple of days? Maybe. So I'm hoping this is the worst I will ever see. Ever. Now, if you have a weak stomach or hearing/talking about poopies is not for you, then stop reading. For the rest of you, be prepared, although hearing it is nothing compared to living through it.

Incident #1

I was down at Jaime's watching the boys. Lucas was still at school and Landon was taking a nap. So in order to keep the noise down, we went in Jaime's room to play. I smelled the stink and checked is diaper. Sure enough, some poo. So I laid him down and began changing his diaper. That's when it happened. Poo started shooting out like water out of a fire hydrant, all over the carpet and my pants. I tried to contain it (as it kept coming) so I cupped my hands down there so more wouldn't end up on the carpet. So there I was, poop everywhere, unable to touch anything because my hands were full too. And if you know Nate, you know where his little hands like to go during diaper changes. Somehow I got it all cleaned up without him playing in it. Gross. Beyond gross. Gag me gross.

Incident #2

Yesterday Nate was standing up by the fireplace playing with his books. I was sitting on the couch watching him play when I saw the eruption. It is the only way to describe it. I want you to picture lava erupting out of a volcano. Although this was not lava coming out of the back of his pants. And it just kept coming out, over the top of his pants and back down, pooling around his feet on the floor. At least my hands were not "full" this time. I picked him and put him in the kitchen, where anymore poo on the floor would wash up easier. Gross. So gross I want to puke. Gross.

Aren't you glad you read that? Now just be glad it wasn't you cleaning it up! I think his system is cleaning itself out. When I got sick last week I had to put him on formula for four days. I continued another few days, while I built my milk supply back up. He has been so cranky and needy and I believe the formula was just not settling right with him. I think it probably was giving him an upset belly or something because when I say cranky and needy, I mean cranky and needy. He has his moments when he's hungry or tired, but he's always been very good at playing with his toys. He wouldn't even play. I had to hold him and sometimes even that wasn't enough. But now that he's back on breast milk he is doing much better. I thought it might be because Lucas is here visiting and he adores Lucas, but even when Lucas was napping yesterday he played just fine. Stupid formula.