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You Like Me... You Really Like Me!!!

My dear sweet blog followers have come through for me once again.  I ask for one poor soul to sign up as a follower and I get 5!!!  Which is WAY better than one!  I'm going to try to kick it up a notch and post about some really awesome things (this will be a change).  Any suggestions?


I wanted to update on my little nipple biter:  we've had no more incidents since that one dreadful morning.  However, the explosive pooping has continued.  We've had at least one blowout a day for 5 days straight.  I'm saying it has to be related to teething. I'm ready to invent some type of duct tape to seal the diaper off to prevent leakage. We're ready for things to firm back up around here, for the sake of our washer, carpet, and noses!

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  1. Have you tried going up a size in diapers? When my babys had blowouts it was because the diaper was to small and the poo had no where to go but out. Going up a size really helped. Anyway, just food for thought. :) -kriss

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  2. Yay to no biting!!!
    Can you give her bananas? They firm up Sofia's poops too much! But a little might help...

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  3. Ditto sizing up the diapers. Also, even if you don't use cloth diapers, you can use one of the velcro covers over your disposable and it will contain any and all leaks, I promise! (ex: Thirsties covers at nickisdiapers.com)

    -Michelle

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