I’ve had a lot of “stuff” on my shoes: Blood, amniotic fluid, meconium, vernix… and now I can add poop. Maternal poop. I can handle lots of “crap” (pun kind of intended), but poop on my shoes was almost too much… especially considering that I had to finish the end of the delivery and then do some stitching up. I could kind of smell it, and it was on the back of my mind the whole time. I guess I need to learn to be less anal (pun, intended?) about these things…
I hate to break it to all you ladies out there, but pooping while you push – it’s more common than you think. Don’t worry, we’re discrete about it: if it happens, you’ll most likely never know about it. It’s not too often, however, that the poop lands on the floor. (And landing on the floor would be okay… I was just unlucky enough to have my foot in the wrong place).
I guess it’s a small price to pay for being the one to help bring her baby into the world. The new moms are always so gracious and thankful and the whole experience always makes up for the time I spend cleaning my shoes at the end of the delivery. Even this time.
Let me just say: Thank goodness for Cavi-Wipes!