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Six Weeks with Daddy – Day #7 (Getting Over the Cold)

// April 27th, 2010 // No Comments » // Baby

father_and_son-hands-and-feet::4am:: We have had a little wedge for the baby to sleep on for a couple of months now. It keeps his head elevated a little bit and helps keep him in position through out the night. Lately though, as he is becoming more of a mover, I would wake up and find him at the bottom of the wedge with his butt up against the end of the bassinet and his feet vertical up the side. (Imagine you sitting on the floor with your butt up against the wall and your feet going up the wall) It quickly become apparent the wedge was not going to work anymore. So, like the brilliant father I am, I took the sides off the wedge and placed it under the mattress so he still has a bit of an incline but not as steep. While he no longer slides down to the end of the bed, he is now able to completely kick out of his swaddle so I wake up and find him completely uncovered several times a night. Not only that, he manages to scoot himself sideways in the bed. I think I’m just going to make him a onesie out of velcro and stick him to the bed.

::6am:: Baby is up again. I was too tired to get up so I sent Mommy a half asleep text message (since she was up and getting ready for work) that said, “Would you mind changing him?”. Unfortunately she was in the living room and left her phone in the bedroom. The only person that heard her message tone was me. I fell back asleep approximately three seconds later.

::7am:: “Is it time to get up already? I really thought we would sleep in a little bit today.” That’s the conversation I had with the baby when he woke up again crying. With Mommy at work already, it’s time for Daddy to get up. Time to start the day!

::8am:: After eating, I put him in the swing for what I thought would be his morning nap. I went upstairs to download the latest baby pictures from my iPhone to the computer. It’s never a good thing when you are upstairs and you can hear all the evil sounds your baby (and his butt) are making. Nothing good is going to come of this when I go back downstairs. I don’t want to go back downstairs. You can’t make me!

::815am:: Yep, I called it. Not only was it a poopie diaper but it was one that managed to spill out of his diaper and climb halfway up his back. There was poop on the onesie, the blanket, the changing table and of course, my finger. The best part is the baby likes to smile while I’m cleaning all of this. Despite th fact that I have a hold of his feet and am practicing dangling him upside down so I can clean every place where the poop went without it getting all over him again.

::830am:: He’s a happy baby again so we laid down in his little play gym for some tummy time. He had a great time looking at all the colors and listening to the music. He’s working on his hand eye coordination and soon he will be intentionally reaching for things. Currently the only thing he intentionally reaches for his Mommy’s hair and he doesn’t like to let go once he’s got it.

::915am:: I’ve finally got all my pictures saved to the computer and there is a certain little baby that is ready for his morning nap. I’ve got nap time down to a science. His eye lids and eye brows turn red when he’s sleepy, oh, and he cries a lot. The recipe for a nap is: one receiving blanket swaddled tightly + this White Noise iPhone app + swing. Pacifier is not really necessary.

::1112am:: I was fooled with the first nap. It turned out to be just a cat nap. 20 minutes later his eyes are wide open. So we had another bottle and watched some elephants on National Geographic. He loves to lay on his back on the center couch cushion and watch all the colors on the TV. It only works on the center couch cushion though. Not sure why. Now he has drifted back off to sleep. Let’s see how long this nap lasts. In unrelated news, I didn’t have breakfast this morning so now I’m hungry.

::1245pm:: I’ve used nap time for several things, none of which were entertaining. I sorted/threw away our pile of mail that seems to continuously collect on the counter top. Most of which was junk mail but there were a few important papers that I saved and put into another pile of which I intend to put away some time in the next four weeks. Then I went through the pantry and organized some of it. We had random pots, pans, and various other cooking items just thrown about. I spent about 30 minutes trying to organize it. End result, it’s slightly cleaner than it was but not by much. To top it all off….DISHES! There is one bottle that apparently sit for too long with formula in it and created an awful smell. I really need to get into the habit of rinsing out the bottles shortly after use. Well, I think nap time is almost over. He’s been opening his eyes every few minutes and then going back to sleep. At least I feel like I got something accomplished!

::248pm:: Everyday there is a different sound that makes my son smile. Friday it was me making the sound of a pigeon. Yesterday it was me counting the buttons on his onesie like the Count from Seasame Street and today it’s me saying, “Whoop whoop whoop” like Curly from the Three Stooges. Next I will spin around in circles on the floor. Whoop whoop whoop whoop! Oh yeah, he pooped again but this time he kept it in the diaper. Daddy thanks you son.

::4pm:: Well, I guess that’s about it for today. It was a fairly simple day but a fun one. It’s great to be home and watch the little one grow every day. Today he smiled so big it looked as if a laugh was going to come out at any time. He had an awesome nap schedule as well. A couple of hours in the morning and a couple of hours in the afternoon. Mommy will be home shortly so the day with Daddy is almost over.

Thanks for hanging out with us today! See ya tomorrow!


Six Weeks with Daddy – Day #5

// April 23rd, 2010 // No Comments » // Marriage

father-and-son-beach::630am:: It was a day like any other….and then the whole thing blew up. We started off as normal. When the baby woke up we played and talked for a little bit, changed a peepee diaper and then had our bottle. Then everything started to fall apart.

::800am:: As I’m getting dressed, I hear grunting coming from the living room. As powerful as a Daddy may be, you cannot control when your child is going to poop. (Despite my best efforts to change his poop time to the evening after Mommy gets home.) Alright, let’s change the poopy diaper. Nothing much out of the ordinary until I thought I had everything cleaned up and I realized that the poop went halfway down his back, skipped a little bit and then continued on up towards his neck. Even though I got everything cleaned with a mountain of wet wipes I felt this was a good time for him to have a bath. So we took a quick bath to wash off the poop residue….or resi-doodoo if you will.

::830am:: A clean, dressed baby = a happy baby, right? Wrong. I realized I still had a poopy diaper folded up and sitting on the counter. Today is trash day so I decided to take it outside and put in an old trash bag so I stop stinking up the house. (Yesterday I put two poopy diapers in the kitchen trash can and the house STILL smells like poop.) Mind you I’m still in my underwear at this point.

::9am:: I managed to squeeze in a bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios (ironic since no one was “cheery” this morning) and getting dressed somewhere in between fits and we were off to pick up my sister so we could go visit my aunt. He was alright in the car until we stopped for gas. He doesn’t like stopping.

::930am:: He drank a bottle on the road and by the time we got to my aunt’s house he was still wide awake butt at least happy now. He was excellent during our visit. He smiled and talked the whole time.

::1015am:: Time to head back home. Today seems to be the day of little cat naps. 20 minutes here, 20 minutes there. What happened to the baby that slept for 2-3 hours every 2-3 hours all week??

::11am:: We met Grandpa for lunch at Burger King. He was excellent until I got about halfway through my double cheeseburger. Then he decided it was time to go home. I thought he had pooped so we headed for the house since we live just down the street. Turns out it was just a smelly fart. Drank another bottle and then down for a nap. Just kidding. No nap!

::1230pm:: Finally drifted off to sleep in the swing so it was time to mop the floor! I actually managed to kitchen the entire kitchen and entry way swept and mopped while he slept. My socks are wet now though because I kept forgetting the proper way to mop and end up mopping myself into a corner. Then I have to step on the wet floor to get out.

::130pm:: After a couple of close calls of waking up he dozed off again and is currently sleeping. I’m going to enter in some Pampers Gifts to Grow rewards points and then take a nap myself!

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