Normally I like to keep my posts “clean”, figuratively and literally speaking. But today I felt compelled to share this story.
What is up with formula?? Ever since I started giving Jonas just a touch of formula—just to get him used to it; you never know when a situation may demand it at day care—the number of diaper changes needed has slowed down, but more astonishing is what happens when there is a “digestive moment”. Think…. Mt. St. Helen’s! No joke. There is shit everywhere!!! It must be so explosive that the diaper can’t contain it. It pushes right out the front and back, making for a disgusting mess of impressive proportion. We didn’t have any of this prior to giving him formula. And I don’t even give him that much, just a few ounces once a day.
The reason I felt this merited a posting was because the volume is absolutely shocking, and the disgusting factor rates right up there. I just hope this business isn’t going to ruin all of Jonas’ clothes, or worse yet scar him for life. I think we’re ok on the second part. He actually looks relieved and sometimes quite proud of himself. Maybe I’m the one who needs to get over it.
Well, anyway I think it’s time to try a new version, perhaps something that’s easier to digest. And in the meantime I'll just keep soaking his clothes and hoping that they're not all ruined.