That's what children are, right? I mean, you can look up anything you could possibly want to know in a book or online but the fact of the matter is that every baby is different.
I don't want to talk about that right now. What I want to talk about is the dirty little secret that nobody wants you to know about babies. They way your relationship changes after the birth of your child(ren).
That's right. I'm talking about poop.
When you're at the hospital they tell you what you should expect as far as what a "good poop" is. For example: my wife is breastfeeding so the poop should be a little watery, light green in color and slightly seedy (I have yet to figure out where the seeds come from). I've found myself changing my daughter's diaper and saying - out loud with no other adult present - "Hey, that's a really great poopy!" And the kid just looks up at me like Eddie Izzard's cat thinking, "Interesting words."
Anyway I've reached the point where I feel like I should have a lab coat, a pair of goggles and a clipboard when changing a diaper. "So, let's just start with what we have. What did this do to you? Tell me. And remember, this is for posterity so be honest. How do you feel? " Or perhaps turning to an assistant (might I suggest Liz Vassey from C.S.I. if your wife isn't available) and saying, "Get this back to the lab for analysis right away. We need to know exactly what we're dealing with here."
Actually it's been more like, "Ooh, congratulations, sweetie. That's got good consistency and perfect coloring throughout. Let's take a picture of it and mark it on the graph."
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Okay, I never, ever, ever want to hear about your kid's poops again...ever. Please?
All those posts since I added you to my blogroll and this is the one you choose to post on???
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
OH GOD...HAHAHAHAHA...THIS IS SOOOOOOOOO AWESOME...HAHAHAHAHAHA!
Forgive the pun...HAHAHAHAHAHA...but this oh so karmic for all the shit you gave me after Michael was born!!!
At any rate...good thing Tempy wasn't around when the Monkey was that age...he'd know WAAAAAYYYY more about baby bodily...um, things...than he ever wanted!
At any rate...have fun...it's just beginning (and just be thankful the meculum shit is gone!).
Actually it's all very amusing.
And we are definitely having a lot of fun.
From my heart and from my hand
Why don't people understand
My intentions
Weird
Weird Science
Plastic tubes and pots and pans
Bits and pieces and
Magic from the hand
We're makin'
(Weird science)
Things I've never seen before
Behind bolted doors
Talent and imagination
(Weird science)
Not what teacher said to do
Makin' dreams come true
Living tissue, warm flesh
(Weird science)
Plastic tubes and pots and pans
Bits and pieces (and)
Bits and pieces (and)
My creation--Is it real?
It's my creation...my creation
It's my creation
Weird Science
word veri: monst - seriously...I'm not making this up!
The sad thing is that I, without kids of my own, already knew this about poop.
Tim, you need a new hobby...seriously!
word veri: queaf
that is all...
You know, I was thinking that if there was one experience you were missing out on (at least this round - maybe with the next one eh?), it's not having to cover her with the fresh diaper after getting the old one off. You know what I mean, boys have that problem...they pee in your face!
Just what diaper changing needs...an added challenge!
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