My Son's Poooop

Let me just tell you for those who don't have a baby yet. You are about to embark on a creamy journey into the world of baby poop! Yes, this blog post is devoted to my son's crap. There are times which you should know what comes out of my son's pretty little bottom. For those that are already veterans, well nothing new here.

From my visible and physical experience of poop. There are few type of them.

• Dark black Poop - Usually newborn who had just came out from the mother's womb.
• Yellow Poop - It smell like peanut butter where you spread on your bread every morning
• Palette Poop - It looks like little 1 cent coin poop, sometimes lucky you get a total of 5-8cents a day. This is due to little liquid intake.
  

I somehow did an observation, found out that parents like to smell their baby's crap. Reason being, we're trying to diagnose what they lack and study ways to improve the smell so that it won't stink. In fact baby poop doesn't stink. If it does stink when you put your nose close to it then you will have to taste it to reconfirm.

Another advise I want to add. If so happens you get poop on your fingers don't get too excited, you probably won't get a chance to be poop on again when he grows up. Better savor it now then not having shit on next time.

Next post I'll probably talk about my son's peee

My Son!

Thought I might want to add something to this dead blog. Not that anyone is reading it now.

Introducing my new born son!

When my wife was pregnant with my first child I imagined I am headed towards the most dramatic event of my life. I was right about that but it was nothing like I expected it to be. I was worn out from what I thought was a very long day of waiting cause it really look like i was waiting for eternity for my son to be born. When he arrived the nurse showed me a bloody, screaming, baby on a small bucket and it took my brain a few minutes to even sink in that what I'm seeing is really a piece of me. I wasted no time and begun searching for that little pride of his and of cause to make sure everything was attached to where it belongs.

That very moment, emotions which i haven't felt before sets in. It felt like a bad father thing. I didn't know anything about this strange little creature and didn't know what will I do from then on. I was almost helpless. As time passes, when my nerves are calm, it was a bundle of joy and that came later which overwhelmed me with the feelings that I felt for my baby. It took some time, however, and I have since learned from other that my experience was not unusual. Fatherbond with their babies differently. No one way is right or wrong. It is a process that we each go through differently.