Teo scrunched his face, clenched his fists, and beads of sweat accumulated at his forehead. “I don’t know what is wrong with him. I fed him. He just took a nap. I hope he is OK.” Rachel said with the concerned tone only a mother could have.
I looked a little closer at his scrunching face and the way he was clenching his fists. I knew exactly what was going on. I had been through this exercise many times. In fact, I had done it earlier that day.
A few moments later when the scrunching of his face stopped and his hands relaxed and his exuberant smile returned, I unwrapped his diaper and found his first little solid terd. My man!
Rachel had started feeding him bananas and avocados, and those new foods brought some form to his previous watery poops. It no longer flowed out as easy as water. He now had to do a little work.
I can relate.