Baby Poo of Past and Present

March 10, 2016

Dear Baby,

You are such a great eater! I must say I am by no means surprised that you love eating and sleeping. It makes me feel like you are def my baby even though your red/ blond hair and blue eyes suggest otherwise (kidding, I hope). 

You have literally eaten your way through our fridge and enjoyed foods like; sweet potato, squash, cauliflower, zucchini, oatmeal, apples, avocado and banana. Yesterday you even had chicken. 

Pretty much the only food you wouldn’t touch was carrots which is so random. We will have to try it again. 

The inevitable result of all this great eating is new poo. I was told to expect it, warned that it would come and yet when it did, I was shocked. 

Baby poo is interesting to begin with. It starts out looking like watery mustard and sort of darkens and gets a green hue to it as breastfeeding progresses. I have no idea what formula poo looks like so ifs the speak to it it I imagine it is equally liquidy. Breast milk poo is usually the texture of watery mucus or runny egg whites if we want to be less disgusting. 

And then, with one bit of solid food came real human poo. I opened the diaper and voila, a formed blob of sweet potato laced poo. It’s BANANAS. Literally. 

I wish I was not that mom but I fucking LOVE your poos. I eagerly await them and then check them out rigorously to see what they contain. Am I a revolting person? Yes. But what I do in the privacy of my home is no ones business (except everyone reading because I just shared on this public forum). 

Anywho, your poo. It’s awesome. 

What great lesson comes from this? 

Everybody poos?

Enjoy your poo?

It’s totally ok to take pictures of really interesting poos and send them to people to see?

All of the above?

I’m done. 



Baby Poo of Past and Present

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