The Battle Without Honor and Humanity Against My Son's Poop 2

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Ever since he started rolling over, his abdominal muscles—which the doctor pointed out were weak—must have strengthened, because he started pooping.
Thanks to him starting to eat baby food, his poop production stabilized, and I felt relieved every time he pooped and I checked his diaper.

Time passed, and he reached 10 months old.

He started to dislike the 5x porridge baby food.
It seems he didn't like mushy things, and he preferred to eat things with a bit of texture.

Well, he has 8 teeth now, so I thought I'd try giving him regular rice, and I gave him soft-cooked rice.

This threw his bowel movement life into chaos.

He became constipated.

My son loves barley tea and will drink about 100ml in one go. He still drinks 100ml of milk after meals, too. Even so, the power of the soft-cooked rice was immense. His stool became round and rabbit-like. It became so hard that I didn't even need to use baby wipes.

The words 'cotton swab enema' crossed my mind.
However, I had tried and failed at cotton swab enemas many times during his previous constipation.
I remember the blood-stained cotton swab from when I had no choice but to have the hospital perform a cotton swab enema... and the sight of my son crying and thrashing about with a bright red face...
Recalling that made me reluctant.

After all, the cotton swab enema didn't even work in the end.
The pediatrician gave him a syringe-like enema, and he felt much better.

I sped to the pediatrician in my car, desperate for an enema.
As soon as I entered the exam room, I said, 'Cotton swab enemas don't work, so please give him an enema!★'

However, the doctor said, 'Judging by the symptoms, it doesn't seem severe, so please try an enema for babies sold at drugstores. The ones we have at the hospital are large, so I think they would be too strong.' I was sent home with only Malt Extract, a medicine to soften stool.

Does this mean I have to hold down my thrashing son and mess with his anus after all...

I felt despair.

The poop after that became slightly softer thanks to the prescribed Malt Extract.
I had a faint hope that 'Oh, maybe I won't have to do an enema,' but the next day's poop was already round and hard again.

There's no escaping it now...

I picked up the Ichijiku enema I had bought at the drugstore.
My husband, who was off work, grabbed my son's legs and held them steady.
My son, sensing some terrible event about to happen, was thrashing about.

Using the aim I honed in APEX, I plunged the Ichijiku enema into my son's anus without hesitation.
My son was crying, perhaps because his stomach hurt.
I rubbed his tummy and waited for the moment.

Had it been about 3 minutes?
My son stopped crying.

There was a foul odor coming from the diaper.
I peeked inside the diaper.

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Has there ever been a day I was more grateful for an Ichijiku enema? No, there hasn't.

Cotton swab enema, what even are you?



From now on, I swear to God I will prepare baby food that suits my son's digestive system.