Friday, March 4, 2011

Holy Crap!

I desperately miss the sweet-smelling, easy to clean, breastmilk-only poopy diapers. This formula-infused shit is for the birds. And to whatever book or google search it was that told me formula-infused poop is the consistency of peanut butter - well, you were 100% correct, and now I may never be able to eat peanut butter without envisioning the mess that was my morning today. But at least she's pooping! Little does she know, yesterday she was just hours away from getting a suppository. I'm glad we got to skip that!  

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