The term of the day is: Projectile Poop.
Charlotte hadn't stooled in about 40 hours, so it was time to help her along. After some unsuccessful "rectal stimulation" (of which she was not a fan) she received a little shot of glycerin up her rectum. Shortly thereafter, the sounds of expulsion were heard throughout the hospital (ok, an exaggeration but the following is not). Once it was clear she'd filled her diaper I opened it to change her. That's when she really let loose and shot her poop beyond her bed. The nurse measured her poop splatter at a distance of 22 inches. Impressive, but there's more. After cleaning her up I discovered poop on the wall...6 feet from her bottom. Now, that's built up pressure. Today, for a brief moment, I was actually relieved to be wearing gloves and a gown over my clothes.
Otherwise, no big changes today. She took 10 mls by bottle at 6 p.m., had a "whale of a good time" in her whale-shaped bath tub, and maintained her temperature quite well.
January
12 years ago