Her next bottle wasn't due for anothe 30 minutes, but I got it anyway because she had that desperate hunger cry. It just breaks my heart when I hear it. She took to her bottle really well and gulped it down within 10 minutes. She was in a MUCH better mood. As I put her down on her mat, I caught a whiff of some nastiness. Was it a very smelly fart, or was it a poop?
Whatever it was, it explained her crankiness, and her subsequent calmness. It turned out to be a stealth poop. Silent, but deadly.
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