Well, it’s been a pretty crazy time since my last post, and now there’s so much to catch you up on. Since my last post, Steve has turned 40, we’ve had two sets of houseguests, and Callum was sick for over two weeks! I’ll soon write about each of these things and more, but for now I’ll focus on Callum’s first real bout of illness. This may not be for the faint of heart (read: those of you who are not parents).
Although Callum has had the sniffles before, he has never had a full-blown virus before this: runny nose, runny bum, and a very sleepy baby. Callum has never been particularly prone to diaper rash, but his diarrhoea (<< isn’t that the strangest looking word?) gave him such a red little bum, that we had to take him to the doctor to get a prescription for topical ointment. Poor little guy. When I said to Steve that knowing that Callum didn’t understand what was going on made watching him suffer so much worse, Steve joked in response, “He probably thinks that this is what the rest of his life will be like.”
Diaper changes were an absolute nightmare when the rash was really bad. He did not want to let me anywhere near his little bum! In order to speed the healing along, I gave him a baking soda sitz bath, which was gentler on his little derrière than using wipes. I then let him have some time to roam around diaper-free so that his rash could breathe. If you’re thinking that diaper-free and diarrhoea sound like a bad combination, you might be right! Fortunately, we have hardwood floors on the main level of our house, and Callum only took one poop on the floor. Sounds disgusting, I know, but I’ve cleaned up after various dogs and cats over many years, and this was certainly no worse than that. I’m also pretty hard to faze now that I have dealt with a year’s worth of regular baby poo and a week’s worth of diarrhoea.
And there you have it, folks: the glamorous life of a mom. Mother-to-be guides should let readers know from the outset that along with learning to accept probably never sleeping enough ever again, they will soon not care about dealing with poo, be it in a diaper or on the floor.
Callum is all better now: no sniffles, no diarrhoea, no diaper rash, and he is back at daycare after missing over two weeks. And now we both have to adjust to him being away from home three days a week all over again…