Wednesday, November 29, 2006

1 lb., 6 oz.

We arrived back from our Thanksgiving festivities last night. Sam is now a seasoned air traveller, now having 9 flights under his belt in his 18 month life. As usual he was great. The wheel on our stroller was bent on the flight though and it turns out it's going to be a lot more of an ordeal than we thought to fix it. We'll probably end up needing a new stroller entirely, and I can't begin to tell you how annoying that is.

I think this is the longest I have gone without posting (or commenting) since starting this blog 9 months ago. I felt very mindless during our break and visit to my parents' house. I couldn't seem to do anything that required thought other than play Mah Jhong on the computer and Scrabble and poker with my family. Hubby and I also got to go out to dinner twice and we saw 2 movies: Casino Royale and The Fountain. Still trying to figure out the latter - again, too much thought required, but not due to any fault of mine.

Does it seem like this post is sort of pointless? I know. I think so too. I think it's because all I really have to post about today is Sam's poo this morning, but I really feel I should spare you all the details since the scenario resulted in me throwing up. Let's just say that Sam gave birth to a baby poo this morning after a very painful labor...and I was his midwife.



Blogger amyjane said...

Oh. My. Gosh. I think we do live parallel lives. During our Thanksgiving trek, Patrick got totally backed up in the potty department too. Probably a combination of time in the car, not enough water and fiber, and well meaning relatives handing him hunks of cheese at every turn. He SCREAMED the last 30 minutues of the drive home, I instinctively stripped him on my way into the house and plunked him in the bathtub and 10 minutes later we had a tub full of rock hard poo and a much happier child. I didn't vomit but only because I made my husband do clean up while I fed the boy applesauce and prunes for dinner. Sorry, I spare no details!

4:14 PM  
Blogger bon said...

Yowza! Those are some poo HORROR stories!

So, from a chicks point of view, how was Casino Royale? I don't care for Bond movies in general... wil I feel the same about this one?

5:15 PM  
Blogger bon said...

I mean... WILL I?

5:16 PM  
Blogger mcewen said...

I am so glad that the nappy phase [translation = diaper nightmare] is over. I so remember having 3 under 3 with their derriers needing coverings. I think we are responsible for our own personal landfill.
Best wishes

8:48 AM  
Blogger Adventures In Babywearing said...

My goodness I am laughing and gagging at the same time- not even sure if I can comment...

10:32 AM  
Blogger Allie said...

Poor Sam. I understand how he feels as that is something that we always struggle with with Kaelen.

A couple of weeks ago, Kaelen was in the Children's Hospital due to a plugged intestinal tract and ended up getting an enema. Lets just say that I didn't know that poor little butt holes could stretch quite like that. :)

Hopefully this is just an isolated incident and not a long term one. Should it end up being so - email me. I have lots of suggestions seeing as my little man has struggled with pooping problems for almost a year.

Good luck Sam!!

11:21 AM  
Blogger Mamacita Tina said...

Yikes! Bet he feels a whole lot better now, cleaned out huh? Poor guy.

5:09 PM  
Blogger Jenn said...

You have such a great way with words! Too funny, but poor little guy.

7:54 PM  
Blogger Mama D said...

What did you name it? Just kidding.

We have to joke right? Right?

Seriously, I have done some midwifery duty before with Miss A and it was not fun for either of us. Poor little monkeys...

Glad you had a nice Thanksgiving and were able to get out for some adult time!

12:07 AM  
Blogger Kelli in the Mirror said...

We had the same scenario last Thanksgiving with Gilly. Must be something about that age and the holiday.
Is it terrible that your post made me laugh like a hyena? I so relate. :)

4:12 PM  
Blogger Mommy off the Record said...

Yikes. That sounds like one pretty awful poopy experience! But, uh, congratulations on the 1 lb 6 oz. baby (?). LOL

7:08 PM  
Anonymous Mir said...


Okay, now that's just disgusting.

12:39 AM  
Blogger sari said...

I think it's hysterical how once you become a mom, you just HAVE the poo stories.

And they don't go away, even now, I'm being called in the bathroom to check out an especially good poop.

Not that I think any poops are especially good, I'd like to have one day where the only poop I see is mine, but between an eight year old, a four year old, a dog and a guinea pig, I don't think that'll happen for a while.

10:40 AM  
Blogger Staci said...

Isn't parenthood fun??? :)
That made me laugh!!!!

12:14 PM  
Blogger Jenifer said...

Ahhh, yes, I've been a midwife a few times myself...

1:51 PM  
Blogger New Mama's Nest said...

Ha! You've left me speechless!

10:08 PM  

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