There’s a can of cinnamon air freshener in the ladies’ restroom at work. Yep, that’s right, folks. If you’re, um, lucky(?) enough to walk in at just the right moment, the air is heavy with the scent of festive holiday shit.
Baby Boy had baby cereal for the first time last night. I had planned to wait until he was exactly six months old before starting solids; but our big boy was HUNGRY. He was no longer satisfied with only the contents of Mama’s boobs. He was also trying to eat Mama’s face, Daddy’s fingers, his sisters’ hair, his own fists, and anything else he could get in the vicinity of his mouth. And, since he turns six months next week anyway, we decided to go ahead and try the cereal.
Good grief, was Baby Boy excited! He’s been trying to eat our food for a while now (which is one of the signs that a baby’s ready to try solids, by the way), so he was happy to see the spoon coming at his face for a change. He ate every bite, and then tried to eat the bowl. Actually, he tried to eat the bowl BEFORE he had eaten all the cereal, because, as I said before, he tries to eat EVERYTHING he can get his little mitts on. (Takes after his Mama that way.)
So, I guess our baby has officially started solids now. Which will totally screw up things. ‘Cause, you know, one of the best things about a baby that’s exclusively breastfed is not having to mess with bottles or powders or bowls, or any other accoutrements that go along with formula-fed or food-eating babies. Not to mention what this will do to the whole diaper situation. Baby Boy typically poops once every four or five days, which is perfectly normal for a breastfed baby, and may I say very convenient. And breastmilk poop, although not necessarily pleasant – “pleasant poop” would have to be an oxymoron, don’t you think? – is certainly nothing like that slap-yo-Mama stench that escapes the bowels of formula-fed babies. (Now, let me pause here and say I am not, repeat, NOT, criticizing anyone for giving their baby formula. No nasty comments necessary. I’m simply expounding on the differences in the poopage of breastfed and formula-fed babies. I now return you to regular programming…) Starting solids is sure to change not only the frequency of said poopage, but also the odor/texture/consistency factors. I’m figuring he’ll either be constipated or will begin releasing noxious emissions on a daily basis. (Note: “emissions” didn’t sound quite right there, so I looked it up at Dictionary.com. Submit: “A substance discharged into the air, especially by an internal combustion engine.” Yep, that pretty much sums it up.)