Little man had his first ever blowout while we were shopping at the mall today. Never in a million years thought I was be so excited about cleaning it up!
His medicine must be working. Watching your child suffer for 8 months with constipation and painful poops is torture for a parent. This time, I didn’t even know he went to the bathroom. No straining, no screaming, no deep breaths where it felt like his little lungs were going to collapse pushing so hard.
AND, the best part was it was normal. Not hard chunks, not clay like. Green and soft and gross.
Proud mama over here.