Poo
So if I ever wrote a handbook for ‘Soon-to-be-Parents’ there would have to be a least one whole chapter dedicated to Poo. I never knew that becoming a parent meant that the first five years of life would revolve entirely around poo. I mean from the first days of life…the black tar that is so sticky you need like ten wipes just to get it off to now pooping in the potty, well most of the time in the potty…
I remember when Jake was about three months old we went to the Padres game with a bunch of friends. I was carrying Jake in the baby Bjorn and he had one of the biggest blow outs ever. I think being in the bjorn just made it even more a mess. I could feel, not to mention smell that it was bad, but it wasn’t until I actually got him out of the bjorn in the bathroom and saw that it was a disaster. Jake’s clothes and the Bjorn were filled up. Jake ended up wrapped in paper towels because his clothes were so full of poo and had to be washed out at the time. I had no idea I needed more clothes so paper towels did the trick. Later we went to a bar and everyone was just talking about the yellow mustard poo that had been everywhere…YUCK!
That was only the first of many blow outs. We used to put Jake in the Excersaucer when he hadn’t pooped in a few days and that would always do the trick, except that it usually made the mess worse because he would go poo and then continue to jump and it would just start crawling up his back. One time there was so much that it actually filled up his back and could be seen coming out the top of his onesie near his neck…YUCK!
So I would like to say that the worst poo stories happened with Jake and we learned a lot, but I can’t leave out the fact that Druw has been known to poop in the bath tub. I usually give the boys a bath together and Jake being a little older was just sitting in the tub and says, “Mom, I think Druw went poopoo in the bathtub.” When I looked down I could see ‘poo snakes’ in the tub…YUCK!
So potty training Jake was one of the most difficult hurtles we have had so far. With potty training, the parent has really no control at all. Jake went pee in the potty very easily and I thought, “Wow, this is great, it is going to be so easy to potty train…” famous last words. Jake refused to poop in the potty…It went on month after month. He would hold out and wait until I would put a diaper on him for bed and then poo. After a 9 month struggle with pooping in the potty, I decided to take control back. I told Jake that on New Years Eve would be the last time I would put on a diaper he could poop in. All the way up until the last diaper he was on board, but then…he wanted another diaper. I refused so for two weeks I put him to bed with no diaper(and yes changed sheets everyday because he pees in his sleep) and he did poop once in his sleep, but after two weeks the poo started going in the potty and we have had no real accidents since then! Oh wait there was that one time he pooped in this sleep and it wasn’t until I took off his sleeper jammies that I noticed a log in the foot of the sleepers….YUCK!
Even though Jake is now potty trained he still wears a pull-up at night.
I think my favorite poo story comes from Barret. Now that Jake is potty trained I think he has decided that we need to visit every foreign potty out there. I always ask if he need to go before we leave the house, but we never do. When we get to where ever we are going he has to go at that moment. ( Not to mention all the gas stations we have visited on our way somewhere.) Anyway going poo requires we take off every stitch of clothing including shoes and socks. I also have to leave as soon as he is on the potty and hold the door so that my hand can be seen, but I am not allowed in the stall. This whole process takes about 10 minutes and 5 out of 10 times there is no poo. So recently we were at the Padres game and it was Barret’s turn to take Jake to the Potty so of course as the clothes were coming off in the stall Jake managed to flings his underpants off and they sailed three stall down. The men in the restroom were very nice and just passed them back down, underneath the stalls. I almost died laughing, thinking about these men in the restroom passing these little underpants back to its owner. Things like that just don’t happen to adults?!
BTW Druw pooped in the potty for the first time yesterday and then the toilets got clogged and it cost us $300 to have the line flushed?!
