...in order to chop the most impressive piece of butt lumber these eyes have ever seen. I knew something special was in store when my wife burst into hysterical laughter upstairs, so I ventured up to see what was happening in the kids' crapper. I was greeted by a potent aroma, like being punched in the eyeballs by a mace-coated medicine ball while the devil's fingertips were jammed into your nostrils.
I followed my wheezing, red-faced wife's pointed finger to the bowl of the toilet; at first I thought it was an unwanted prom baby, but soon it dawned on me that my 38 inch tall son had powered out a 16 inch monkey tail. If I'd had one of those little toothpick American flags in the house I would've claimed the new land mass for the good ol' USA.
The kid weighs about 30 lbs and might weigh 27 now. He looked like he'd just gotten done running the 800M, kind of dazed and sweaty and swaying almost imperceptibly side-to-side. I knelt and held him close, telling him how proud I was of him while tears fell from my squeezed-shut eyes. And it was just us there for a long moment. Us and that enormous meaty chud wedged in its porcelain frame behind us.
what's he been eating?
so I will take art supplies as incremental improvement.
The stinky pants brigade
I will warn you that nothing can prepare you for the months ahead. Your and the Mrs.' combined decades of medical training can not solve the mystery of determined poop. Perhaps some day your lad will also attain the rank of Generalissimo Stinky Pants, a post which, I am glad to report, was abdicated by B4 more than two years ago.
G1.8 believes in the time honored tradition of the all male armed stinky pants forces. However, she is enrolled in a course of study to become either a petroleum engineer or a state champion nose picker.
so it went on for 2 years?
did it just start out of the blue one day or was it always like that?
(i know, right? who asks this stuff...)
was it tied to the initiation of formula that you noticed?
how on earth did you keep enough clean clothes handy? he's blowing through three sets of pants a day.
It's been a while now.
I think it started around 6 months of age and peaked around a year and then ended around 18 months or two years.
Little man never had formula, so that's not it. Actually, I recall our in-house pediatrician saying that breast-fed babies tend to have looser poop, so I thought the explosiveness was due to the breast feeding.
We did a lot of laundry. Wash it out as soon as possible. Soak poopy clothes in Oxyclean. Oxyclean works pretty well, but there are plenty of onesies from those years that have faint orange stains.
I think he always had two extra sets of clothes and four onesies at day care. I do not miss the ritual of picking him up in different clothes from what we dropped him off in and then washing out the mess when we got home.
he was 100% breast milk through 9.5 months and now is about 20% formula mixed in...but as soon as that started the...explosions...started.
so maybe it's some kind of normal thing?
It consistently would wind up shooting out of the top of his diaper all over his back. I was unfamiliar with this phenomenon from my other kids, so I asked the BR what might be the cause.
High butthole was suggested as a possibility.