One of the “bright sides” of having NikkiZ at a daycare while I work to fund my TiVo addiction, is that someone else gets to change her poopy diapers for at least nine hours a day. I had actually gone several days in a row last week without wiping even ONE poopy ass since NikkiZ usually has her bowels all cleaned out by the time I pick her up and they don’t seem to fill up again until mid-morning the next day. And let me tell you, poop-free days are BEAUTIFUL things when you’re the one cleaning the poop up.
Well, this week? NikkiZ has decided to celebrate my presence when I come to nurse her by pooping the NASTIEST, STINKIEST, GROSSEST poops imaginable during the time I’m there to feed her. As much as I’d love to pretend she has NOT pooped while I’ve been feeding her and just leave it for her teachers to find later, she is very LOUD when she poops and if they can hear her across the room, I can’t pretend I didn’t. And I’d love to be all, “Um…I’ll let you guys get that,” but I think that would put me on the “Most Hated Parents” list quicker than forgetting to restock her wipes. So, I’ve been the one changing the stinky diapers on several occassions this week and I just want NikkiZ to understand that, right now? I’ll tolerate this. But when we start feeding her solid foods? She’d better be saving those BMs for AFTER I leave each time, or I’ll find a way to make her change them HERSELF.
My grandmother used to say BM. I think I would prefer poop to BM.
Can you slightly adjust your nursing schedule to avoid these diaper issues?
I often tell my kids that’ BM’ is the most heinous term for feces, far more offensive to me than ’shit.’ Which, of course, prompts them to use it at every opportunity.
Can’t you throw in an extra $25 a week for hazard duty and just let them go for it? (That’s coming from a mother who has frequently lamented that kids can’t be born at age 4.)
God, my kiddo poops like a man. A 6′5, 300 pound man who eats 4,000 calories a day. So I can completely understand. Course at least now he poops in a toilet.
I blame his loud bowels on his father’s genetics.
I just googled BM. That’s all I have to say.
LOl @ European.
Awwww poop diapers…I don’t miss em.
I bet those evil daycare workers are somehow training your kid to poop when you’re there. Either that or you have some kind of mystical ability to make others poop.
Either way, it’s not good!
I know whatchoo mean. I have had a diaper hiatus while I have been recovering from my hernia surgery (from my c-section, long story). I touched a diaper this morning and it had been so long since I had that they seemed different in some way to me. I wish I could keep it up but so not happening.
Also, my kid makes STINKY poops. None of this breastfed baby poop is supposed to smell like ice cream stuff for me. Gah.
My son started filling awful smelling diapers once he discovered fruit which also happened to be the period of time when I had bad morning sickness! Yuck!
I tease my day care lady about that all the time — “Now Julia, remember, you do the big nasty poops HERE, not at home, okay? It’s fine for you not to poop for days, but when you save it up like that, I want the Breakthrough Poop to happen on her watch, not mine. I mean, WHAT AM I PAYING HER FOR?” And then we laugh our asses off.
I used to work in daycare, and you’re right–you would quiickly be shot to the bottom of the “good parent” list if you ever handed off a full-diapered baby to a teacher and left. It’s one of the major pet peeves of daycare teachers.