Catchy title eh? I knew if anything it would make you curious enough to want to read more. Joni and I experienced our first bathroom "emergency" with our little one. Before I get into that one, you should know that Ellie eats like a champ. Its supposed to take a couple of weeks for a newborn to return to their original birth weight, but Ellie has already surpassed it and then some and its only been a week or so.
This is probably because we are having to feed her with Joni's milk from a bottle. Ellie just can't get the latching-on part down because she always sticks her tongue to the roof of her mouth. We've worked with 4-5 lactation consultants and its just not happening. We are tag teaming the feeding sessions with Joni pumping and me feeding, sounds weird, but its exhausting. Not only that, but Joni feels bad because we can't feed our baby the "normal" way. All feelings aside, all we care about right now is that our baby is eating and stays healthy, so the sacrifice beats putting her on formula for now and we are happy that Ellie is our little chunk.
So the other night I had daiper changing duty, and I learned an important lesson about speed changing. I was having a great old time changing a poopy daiper, singing to Ellie, telling her how cute she was and taking my sweet time when KABOOOOOOM!...she let me know that she wasn't finished...poo was everywhere. I started yelling for Joni to come help (who was in full breast pump mode on the couch), and as you can imagine she came running in expecting the worst. We both moved frantically but it was too late, Ellie was just drenched from her toes all the way up to the back of her neck in recycled breast milk. We gave her a quick bath in the sink to clean her off, then the second I put her back on the freshly cleaned changing table she started peeing...it went everywhere. By this time Dilly was having the time of her life with all the wonderful smells and pieces of clothing falling to the floor.
After losing a few pounds of sweat, going through 3 daipers, 2 outfits, 12 baby wipes, 6 paper towels, calming a screaming baby, and keeping Dilly away from toxic clothing all in about 10 minutes, we were through our ordeal. Sure enough no more than 3 minutes after our adventure came to an end, Ellie gave us a reassuring smile that everything was going to be allright, and that this was only the beginning of a long, dysfunctional family relationship. May the poo Gods smile upon us in our sleep tonight.
14 comments:
I had to pump and give it to my oldest in a bottle too, Joni should NEVER feel bad. It's those lactation specialists who make you feel bad. Seriously they are so hard core! It's okay and pretty normal. Hang in there poo's. I mean Moores...
I was just going to say, talk to Christina about this topic. Good call, chica. I laughed at the poop story. I just smile every time I think of you two being parents. It's so cool!
Well done, Paul; you painted a picture every parent has witnessed, complete with the innocent smile of the "perpetrator." You made my day - - -and as your Mom, I guess I should be real enough to add, "Hey bud, what goes around, comes around.! :)
Ellie a a cute little round doll. What a lovely baby - - -poo included.
Love you all.
Mom/Gram
Sorry Paul... That's a really crappy thing to happen.
That's the first time I've ever heard you say "outfit" before. Try not to let that happen again.
Glen
haha since i already knew this story i couldnt wait to read the bagillion comments that normally come from your friends and family. I give Glen's comment 4 stars.
A good friend of mine couldn't even feed the breast milk to her baby -- it made him sick. I know how bad she felt and how hard that must be. I'm sorry.
Ok, what I really want to know is how the sleeping's going. Spill it. That's what I'm most worried about.
not that I'm pregnant or anything. Just wanted to clarify in case anyone thought that comment was strange.
She is so dang cute! That story is so funny. I bet you two are so cute with her. No wonder she is smiling and laughing already. Joni, hang in there with the feeding thing. She's getting what she needs and she's getting a great start in life, so don't feel bad about anything!!!
love,
Susan
Erin - As a future mom you could probably expect to feed, pump, burp (baby), and talk to her for about an hour at a time...this happens every 2-3 hours all day and night for the first couple of months...I don't know what to do or what happens after that. Of course if you are able to breast feed than it might be shorter, but you sleep in 2 hour increments if you are lucky for the first 2 months.
Welcome brother. Welcome.
In all seriousness, have Joni talk to Jenny about the nursing situation. We have been through it and Jen has coached MANY women through it as well. There are some tricks.
As far as the poop issues go .... get used to it. Just be prepared for when it happens in less accommodating locations.
The poo gods and the parents are all smiling tonight. There is something to be said about being initiated as a full-fledged parent when one goes through an experience like that! How very funny; how very explicit! This begins a new chapter in your book about the delights of parenthood.
Love you. Dad
Ha ha ha!!!! I love that story!
Oh minus the feeding part, Joni, people said to me it is the most natural thing and lets be honest here... It sooooo isn't! Lincoln could not latch on FOREVER! I thought I would have to pump always too, but he finally caught on at about three months... keep trying,I absolutely hated it... I am not looking forward to it all right now.
Wow! We have so much to look forward to.
She is sooo stinkin' cute!! Can't wait to meet her!!!
Welcome to parenthood, I guess it was kind of a 'baptism' in a way!! Sorry, I shouldn't laugh but we've all experienced it, you just have a good sense of humor writing about it!!! :)
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