Because motherhood will never be a perfect science

Words of Appreciation

“Mommy, you’re my best friend!”

The words of Baby girl at two and a half years of age, along with a great big hug.

It was one of those little things that just made my day.

You know how you just need a little pick me up and your children just happen to have impeccable timing in that precise moment?

I’m not sure how they know, but they just do and it makes everything else seem so unimportant. You’re no longer that tired or that angry or that frustrated. Life isn’t so unfair and your job isn’t that unpleasant.

You feel as if you are actually appreciated for the things that you do and without you having to point out ALL of the things that you do.

My daughter just happened to really give me the boost that I needed.

Wait a second….

She did just happen to finish using the potty after having a poo and who was wiping her bum?


Never mind, I’ll take it!



Can someone tell me why it is so hard to potty train the little munchkin I call Baby girl???

This child has decided that the potty is not for her. Is she ready? I think she is. She tells me when she is having a pee or poo. She doesn’t like the feel of a poo in her diaper. She tries to dress and undress herself and is very independent. Aren’t these the markers for a child ready to potty train? Diva girl was using the potty quite successfully by this age. Yes, I know not all children do things at the same time. But seriously….I’m really trying to get out of the diaper stage before I go bankrupt!

Okay, that was a little melodramatic. But you know what I mean.

Baby girl is really clever too. She knows that if I suspect that she is having a poo, I will tell her that it’s time to use the potty so here’s her routine: stop playing and get really quiet; move to a secluded area like the corner of the sofa by the patio doors; when I ask if she is poo’ing, she holds up one hand to indicate that she needs some ‘me time’ and will not speak to anyone until she’s done; then when she is stinking to high heaven, she’ll either continue playing as if nothing’s happened or say “Mommy, I poo!” because no one would ever suspect…

My question is, isn’t that what the potty/toilet was made for? Some quiet time?



I think its pretty amazing how your perception changes when you become a mother. Things that used to gross me out before are now, if not commonplace, at least not too surprising.

Let’s see… I’ve been puked on more times than I can count. Puke down my shirt after I’ve dressed for work or puke in my hand because the bathroom is too far away and there’s never a pail or even a towel when you really need one. You learn to catch it while you can!

I’ve had snot from a really bad cold sneezed in my face or left on my shoulder because I was more concerned that one of my babies was sick than I was about ‘catching the cooties’!

But the most prestigious badge of honour that any mother could ever receive is the first poo on any part of your body!  I remember when Diva girl was a few weeks old; during one of her diaper changes the stuff came flying right out of her little bum as soon as I removed the diaper. I tell you, it squirted out like water from a water gun and her father went running like a little girl! I looked down at the mess on my jeans and thought ‘Oh well, I’ll just have to change’. Before kids, I would have been running myself. There was the time I had Baby girl lying on a blanket because I couldn’t find the change pad and I figured I would just do a quick change and as I reach for the diaper, I can see the poo slowly oozing out all over the blanket. What the heck can you do? I’ve had it roll across my carpet because a toddler couldn’t wait to show that she could use the potty by herself. Any mom can attest to the big poo right up the back of the diaper that no matter how hard you try gets all over your hands.

Yes, for those who are not parents or involved in childcare on a regular basis, this all sounds pretty gross. But you would be amazed at what a happy occasion a child’s poo can be especially when they’re constipated or very sick. Sometimes a bowl movement (I finally stopped saying ‘poo’!) can be an indication that your child is on the mend. It can be a sign of accomplishment when your little one finally lets the poo go in the potty instead of her diaper. I am admitting to all of you, that I have done the potty dance!  Don’t judge me.

When it’s all said and done, I’m still a girly girl that is easily grossed out by many things. Never thought I’d see the day when I could actually say that a kid’s ‘poo’ isn’t one of them.

Okay, who am I kidding? It’s still pretty gross!


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