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The Thick of It

Around 6 pm, William called me into the bathroom to hold him while he pooped. I pulled up a stool wrapped my arms around him and tried to enjoy this sweet moment after a day of testing my patience. Within two minutes, his breathing and deepened into soft snores while a pool of drool soak through my sweatshirt.

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You see, about 5 minutes prior to this, while sitting commando at the table he called to me, Mamma, I’ve gotta poop. A significant chunk was already sliding down his leg. It proceeded to fall onto the floor as he waddled his way to the bathroom. I caught the rest of it with some wipes, got him cleaned off.

You ask, ‘Why was he sitting commando at the table’. Well about an hour prior to that he declared he had to go potty, but by the time we got to the bathroom, he had already peed in his diaper? So we took that off, but didn’t have any underwear downstairs.

‘Why was he wearing a diaper?’ Funny you should ask, because about an hour before that he had pooped in his underwear, and Daddy was so fed up with the pooping in the underwear, he said, that is it, you’re wearing a diaper.

‘Why was daddy so fed up?’ Well about an hour and half before that, you had pooped in your underwear, and tried to clean it up yourself. While taking your underwear off, you whipped your duty all over your legs, then threw your underwear in the toilet and smeared poop all over the inside of the toilet and the seat. Then I think you tried to wipe your butt with three times as much toilet paper as you needed and proceeded to get it all over your hands and then I think you stepped on the poppy toilet paper that never made it into the toilet and somehow you also smeared it all over the top of the little potty. With your hands, legs, butt and the bottom of both feed covered in poo, it was decided that you were heading into the bath, even though you were supposed to nap. Especially because you had already pooped 2 other times in your underwear today prior to this fun little art project.

Six pooping accidents, 0 successes. Sigh.

Let’s also throw in the fact that Daddy was trying to grout the tile in the basement, Kate was extremely gassy and screaming unconsolably for many moments throughout the day and Lexi was a hot winey mess.

It has been a day my littles. We are in the thick of these moments that are so challenging. I’ve been told, that these days make you a better stronger mom and I’m really hoping they are true because man it was a tough day. As much as I rave about how good things are with three kids (because that is the 1st or 2nd thing nearly every person asks me). We have our moments and days that are just shitty.

Love,

Mom

 

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