Subtitled: OOO-OOO, that smell!

Who would've thought that there would be so much poop talk over the past five weeks.
A couple of weeks ago, Ella had projectile vomiting after every meal. I'll spare you all the details and test stories and scares, but she has reflux. Along with medication, the doctor had us mix rice cereal with milk to "weight down" the milk so it doesn't flow back up into her esophagus. Well, this took care of the projectile vomiting symptom, but it has added a new one - CONSTIPATION WITH GAS.

This isn't just any run-of-the-mill baby gas. This is a green fog that emits from the child's butt and settles over the entire room for hours at a time.
Imagine the smell of cabbage soup.
That's been left out in the 120 degree heat.
With some broccoli.
From a back alley restaurant trash container.

My husband covers his mouth and nose with his shirt. The dogs run away. My eyes tear up.
Anyway, I think you get the point.
I mean, does this look like the face of a child that can clear a room and have you blaming things on the dogs or your husband?!?!

So Todd takes her into the bedroom to change her diaper yesterday. I hear him making noises of disbelief, disgust & despair. In a weak moment of empathy I yell in to him, "Do you need some help?" and all I hear is a muffled,


It's no coincidence that I dressed her in this outfit today:


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