My first son rarely pooped. He could go a week or so without pooping, and it was a dream for us. My parents were convinced something was wrong with him and he needed medical care, or at least laxatives, but our pediatrician assured us it was normal, especially in breast fed babies. Kids are all over the map, and there are five-times-a-day poopers, and once-a-week poopers, and frankly, we felt blessed to be on this end of the spectrum.
Then our second son was born, and he was on the other side of the bell curve. No, not just on the other side…he was beyond the other side. He didn’t just poop, he exploded. Every single time he soiled his diaper, every single time, it would literally burst out of his diaper and up his back, ruining his clothes. We would have to change his entire outfit each time, and couldn’t leave the house without multiple diapers, wipes and outfits.
We thought changing diaper brands would help, but we tried them all, and it didn’t make a difference. It was him. It was his poop. He would sometimes erupt while he was sitting in his car seat, ruining the fabric. It would often would ruin one of our outfits as well (like a pretty summer dress I was wearing while holding him once when he poop-combusted). It was unbelievably stressful, and lasted for a good six months. It seemed like it would never end.
But it did. I don’t know when, and I didn’t even realize it happened until one day, over a year later, I turned to my husband and said “Remember the explosive poopies? We never thought it would end.” He said “Huh, yeah, those were bad,” and we went back to whatever it was we were doing. At the time it seemed so life altering, stressful, and never ending- we had to plan our days knowing we couldn’t be that far from home or someplace we could stop and change our son, we had to stock ourselves with multiple changes of clothes, and we had to keep lots of antibacterial gel everywhere.
And now, we barely remember it. We sure as heck take for granted that he is now a twice a week pooper. It’s a good thing he’s so cute, otherwise it was inexcusable.
What are your diaper tales? Do you have funny stories or memories of a diaper gone very wrong?
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