11 May POOP
So I understand the title of my second blog entry may seem weird. I also understand this is the second time I have mentioned poop in the title of my blogs. I promise to not make it a weekly occurrence. It was inspired by something that happened last week. I know, it’s a bit odd that I am still thinking of “shit” from last week. It’s not even the ball of shit itself I was thinking of but how my reaction now is different than it would have been 4 years ago. Ok, I’ll just fill you in.
So last week, we were getting the girls ready for bed and I picked their sleep sacks off the couch and noticed what I t thought was a dried apricot with a bite taken out of it. Of course, I picked it up to see what it was and brought it closer to my face to inspect it, and SMELL it. Son. Of. A Bitch. I was holding a turd my friends. The really sad thing was I did not know whose it was. Was it Byron’s? She has had a nugget fall out of her pant leg before. Isla? I don’t think so as this was too formed. Mugsy? Our boston terrier. I couldn’t blame anyone.
The old me would have screamed and probably set the couch ablaze. New me, threw the offending nugget into the trash. I put the sleep sacks on the girls, which may or may not have touched the poo.
I thought about how different I am now that I am a mother. The poop talk is a daily thing, as we discuss whether all the family members have done the deed and what the consistency was.
You know, as gross as parts of motherhood are, I seriously wouldn’t change my journey into it.
Happy Mother’s Day to all the moms out there!!