I would never have imagined writing about this topic and in this way, but having woken up this at 5.30 this morning to what I can safely say was the biggest and most far reaching poo she’s ever done I feel I need to write in order to come to terms with it. I had only changed her two hours before, I was extremely suspect of the smell that was coming from her. It would’ve been strong for an adult so to be emitting from a tiny baby was a bit of a worry.
But I couldn’t have known! No one could’ve known!
This poo had found its way up to her neck and her armpits, as well as through her vest and sleepy suit and onto the sheets. It had entered every crease in her arms and had set like concrete! I now feel a little like I am suffering from PTSD.
If a picture says a thousand words, think yourself lucky there’s only text here.