There was an incident a few days back, a mummy's milestone that occurred. You see, Q had another bout of constipation. This time, he did not poo for 4 days. And...... I stuck my finger up his ass - there, I said it. Yes, I stuck my bare finger up his ass to literally get the shit out. Ok I can imagine you going "yuckss!" and "OMG!"
Well, all I can say is, motherhood is a dirty job, every sense of the word.
And the hubs was helpful - he cringed and handed over the wet wipes. Hurhur.
As more poop came out of Q while I bathed him and as the episode came to an end, I reflected upon it.
1. I've never felt so relieved and happy seeing poop.
2. Motherhood has yet again brought me to a place I never thought I would be. Sticking my finger up asses is not really my kind of thing. I would have chosen to be a nurse if so. But well, if the situation calls for it, a mother's gotta do what a mother gotta do.
3. Mother's guilt: Is it my fault? What have I fed him again this time? Too much food? Too little fibre in his food? Dehydrated? Did I eat something that affected my breastmilk composition such that it caused him to be constipated? And the list goes on. And you know what, I still don't know the answer.
4. How many of our mothers have actually stuck their fingers up our lil asses when we were babies to help us poo? Or use their bare mouths to suck mucus out of our tiny noses so we can breathe better? I know my mum did.
5. There is really nothing I wouldn't do for Q huh?
6. I am Wonder Woman. I can concur the world.
What I'm trying to say is this. Motherhood is not as rosy as pictures or celebrities depict. Babies cry, babies poop (or not in Q's case), babies get cranky, babies do not want to sleep, babies get hungry. Just when you think things have stabilized, BAM! teething problems start, sleep cycles get interrupted, they get fever from jabs and what not. All we can do is comfort and soothe them to help them through the numerous transitions in their small vulnerable bodies. But you know what? I'll never trade this for anything in the world. Just a toothy grin at the end of a long work day is enough for me to have to stick my finger up his ass again.
Pregnancy, is the easy bit, trust me.
So my dear friends, be nice to your mommas today.
Till the next mummy's milestone, eat well and poo away!
