Gassy Tummy Massage

[Little Stinky Britches]

On Tuesday Morning,
Sara taught a class on Infant Massage at her Church.

As the moms gathered together in the Church Nursery,
Sara laid her 6 month-old baby down on the floor,
and introduced him to the class.

"This is Marty, my 6 month-old,
and he's going to be our demonstration baby this morning.
Marty is usually a little gassy after his morning bottle,
so I like to massage his tummy and help get the toots out.
Now, you're going to hear some funny noises in their pants,
as you massage their gassy tummies: but that's what we want.
We want to get all of the toots out of their tummies."

The other moms smiled and nodded their heads,
as Sara started massaging Marty's gassy tummy.
Her soft hands gently probed and massaged his tummy,
as she told the other moms what she was doing.

"I like to call this the 'Gassy Tummy Massage'.
Gently rub his tummy and massage with your thumbs like this,
then lift his feet, and pull back his legs until his bottom lifts up.
Move him side to side and up and down to loosen up the gas.
Then rub his tummy again, and pull his legs all the way back."

As Sara demonstrated this to the other mommies,
rubbing Marty's gassy tummy and pulling back his legs,
while she moved him side to side in a circular motion,
Marty let lose a big toot that made all the mommies smile.

Sara pretended to be surprised as she smiled and giggled.

"My goodness gracious Marty! What was that? Was that a toot?
Oh dear! That's was an awful big toot! Goodness gracious Marty!
Are you tooting? Are you making funny noises in your pants?
Goodness gracious. Somebody sure is tooting up a storm."

When Sara pulled his legs back again, she felt his bottom,
and suggested that the other moms do the same.

"When they start tooting, you might want to feel their bottoms,
or take a peek into their britches through the leg opening,
to see if its just gas or something else in their pants."

The mommies all smiled warm, motherly smiles.
Sara told them that there was often "something else"
in the pants, when she massaged Marty's gassy tummy.

As the other moms all followed Sara's instructions,
they massaged their babies tummies, lifting up their legs,
moving them up and down, side to side to get the gas out.

Soon the babies were all passing stinky gas for their mothers,
making them smile and giggle, as they fanned their noses.
Sara was smiling at her baby too, as Marty passed gas for her.

"Shoooo-wee Marty! Are you toot'n for Mommy?
Goodness gracious. Somebody sure is windy in their pants.
Yeah, Mommy hears some toot'n and I smell something too.
Shooooo-wee! Somebody's a little windy in their britches."

After another toot, Sara then turned Marty over onto his tummy,
and softly patted his diapered bottom to get more toots out.

As all the babies were tooting for their Mothers,
Marty turned red in the face and started grunting,
as Sara smiled and told the other moms what he was doing.

"Uh, oh, I think Marty's gonna need his pants changed.
Goodness gracious! He's just a grunt'n and a toot'n over here.
Yep, I think we're poop'n in the pants. Goodness gracious."

Soon other babies were turning red in the face and grunting,
as they passed gas and pooped their pants for their Mothers.

Sara and the other moms were all smiling and giggling,
as the sound of babies grunting and tooting filled the air,
along with the smell of gas and poop from busy babies.

"Shoooo-wee! It smells like everybody's toot'n and poop'n.
It gets little stinky in here when we do the tummy massage,
but that's what we want moms: We want gassy, poopy diapers.
They feel so much better when they toot and poop the pants."

Soon all the babies had filled their pants with grunts and toots,
and their Mothers were busy changing their poopy diapers.

As Sara looked around the room, all the moms were smiling,
as they lovingly wiped their babies with their legs in the air,
and their chubby bottoms covered in poop.

Sara smiled at Marty as she wiped his poopy bottom,
and talked to him about the other babies pooping their pants.

"Shoooo-wee Marty! Everybody filled their pants this morning.
Yeah, and my little stinker made a big mess in hims britches.
Shoooooo! Goodness gracious! It sure is stinky in here.
Yeah, everybody pooped their pants this morning. Shoooo!"

As Sara finished diapering Marty, she smiled a motherly smile.
The smell of poop and baby powder wafted through the air,
as the other moms were still wiping and powdering bottoms.

The moms all smiled at each other as diapered bottoms
were lifted up and coveralls and rompers were put back on.
Some of the moms were still playfully fanning their noses,
as the smell of stinky toots and poopy diapers hung in the air.

The diapered bottoms were put back into rompers and coveralls,
after a busy morning of passing gas and pooping their pants.
The moms were so thankful to have happy, healthy babies,
who passed gas and pooped their pants for their Mothers.


THE END

[Emerald Roses]

Aww. This warmed my heart. You captured the spirit of how we caretakers feel whenever an AB/DL needs some tender loving care.

[Little Stinky Britches]

Thank you so much Emerald Roses!

After reading your other posts, I see we have a lot in common.

Especially when it comes to babies burping and tooting.

Thank you!