Dr Google

It's passed midnight and I am sitting here waiting for the plums to be ready in the steamer.

Oskar hasn't produced a poo for seven days. He has managed to break his previous four days no-poo record. He's usually very smiley and easy to be pleased, but today was another story.

I have tried several suggestions and tips from doctors and friends but still no poo to be seen. I am so obsessed with this poo business! I am chanting in my head~I want poo, give me poo...all day long.

My nose has also been ultra-sensitive, and if I'd smell a trace of "wind", I would run and check out Oskar's diaper. Unfortunately, it has been only false alarms.

Right now, I feel quite intoxicated by inhaling all that smelly air the whole day. Mikael has classified Oskar's bad wind as lethal.

As for the topic of this post, I feel that many parents out there are doing the same as me. I start to become a house doctor by googling any health concern and able to find a suitable cure without a trip to the clinic. Dr Google is now my latest occupation and I have successfully solved many health-related cases within our household. Sometimes I even get calls from friends and ask me to check on a thing or two. So proudly speaking, I am now known for my google skill on finding the most relevant and useful information.

Well, the plum is now steamed and ready to be pureed. It's one of the few devices on the web that I haven't tried for my constipated boy. The suppository should really be our last resort...

"I want poo, give me poo"...like the native Americans singing to get rain. I am determined to get the poo out of my son.

(Photos: quick snapshots of Gemma and Oskar. She doesn't care about Oskar's stinky wind.)