Constipation

You've read how Gilbert has begun eating real'ish food. Rice cereal. Applesauce. Well, his digestive system has reacted, naturally, by clamping down. He's been a 'regular' little man, but with solid food entering his diet, the cogs of the digestive system ground to a halt.

For the past three days, it has been nothing but clean diapers. Poor guy. He didn't start showing discomfort until Sunday. We had a few bouts where it was obvious either a gas bubble was left lane passing the slower poo or he was making an attempt to activate the ejector seat. Either way, his face would get red, tears would form, and he'd be vocally making the effort. All to no avail.

To help Gilbert along, I bought prune baby food. He enjoyed it and I hoped the affect would be instant. A few farts later, no such luck. But his farts. Holy cow! It smelled like a landfill had taken residence in his lower intestines!

We warmed Kristen the Nanny about Gilbert's condition. Well, the prunes must have made some progress. He had three episodes, but were not the explosions we were expecting. Tonight was my night to work out, so upon returning home, Kristen the Mom informed me Gilbert had his own version of the 4th of July fireworks. Explosions! Little Man did his usual struggle, but this time he pushed through the line of the defense for a touchdown. I won't go into the details, but according to Kristen all I can say is "multi-colored".

She also described Gilbert's demeanor during bath time. He simply laid back in his tub subdued and smiling. As if he had been relieved of all the world's issues. In terms of his small sphere of influence, he was definitely relieved of something!