Eat, sleep, poop.

I've never had more conversations about peeing & pooing than I have in the past four days. At the hospital, every time a nurse or midwife came into my room, I was asked if I'd peed recently or pooped yet. They would also ask about Sprout's wet or dirty diapers & inspect the log I was instructed to keep, tracking when & how long he fed for as well as details on what came out the other end.

Since I've gotten home from the hospital, the obsession with Sprout's pee & poo has continued. We are still logging the contents of each diaper (so we know how well he's feeding) to report it to the midwife. I felt an upswelling of pride as he has progressed from each stage to the next with rainbow-hued dirty diapers. For those of you who are unacquainted with newborns, we've so far seen black-brown, dark olive green, greenish-gold, yellow, reddish-orange--all of which are normal, amazingly. It's not just the colours, it's also the quantity that I feel proud of. Each day when he's reached or surpassed his 'quota' of wet or dirty diapers, I am sure I have a gifted child already.