From the moment that peed on stick gives you the A-OK that you’re expecting a little bundle, the next 3-5 years will be wonderous, wonderful, and full of every kind of talk about Poo that you could possibly imagine. So, if you’re not the type to openly discuss the bowel movements of not only yourself but your little ones, here’s what you can expect.
Pregnancy: you find yourself spending copious amounts of time on the toilet, praying to the porcelain god that he’ll get this demon poo out of your body. Constipation suddenly consumes your life, as you tend to spend increasingly more time thinking about how you need to poo or want to poo but can’t poo. Then when you finally do manage to squeeze a little out, in what you can only imagine is a taste of what labor will be like, you are so joyous that you tell everyone (family, friends, co-workers, grocery clerks) about your victory like you’ve just won the olympic gold in pooping.
Labor: yes, you will poop during labor. If you’ve somehow missed that memo before this point in time, you will find yourself shitting yourself in a room full of people you have never met. Just cross your fingers that your hubby can get that image out of his head. At least you can take comfort in knowing that everyone does it.
Post baby: O.M.G. Even if you have been warned about the first post-baby poo, you don’t know what to expect. Believe me. It’s the worst thing. And if you had the pleasure of having an episiotomy, then the thought of pushing will make you want to die. Good news is that once you get over the first hump you should be home free. But in the meantime, make those laxatives your friend. Just don’t over do it or you’ll pay the consequences for days even after you win the first battle.
Infant poo: Turn all focus to the poo your little one will secrete from now until you don’t have to wipe their tush anymore. You’ll track every poo for the first few days. You will find yourself in awe and disgust over the colors, textures, and timeliness of your little ones pooing. That black tar-like poo of the first few days will morph into bright mustard yellow which will last until you start solids. P.S. That bright yellow crap will stain everything. Make sure you pre-soak or get used to throwing clothes away after 1 use.
Baby poo: Bring on the stink. Once you start feeding your little one solids that wonderfully odorless, yet incredibly frequent discharge suddenly transforms into something that will stink up your house for the forseeable future. I don’t care how many Diaper Genies you have, get used to the smell of poopy diapers. Also, your little one will have the largest, stinkiest, messiest poo at the most inopportune times. Guaranteed.
Toddler poo: Potty training. Oy. I find this is the thing I am dreading the most. Even though it will result in a more independent kiddo, and far less poo stink in my house. Still doesn’t keep you from having to wipe their butt for another few months at least. I hear that wiping adequately is a skill that takes far more time than the ‘learning to use the potty’ part. Also, this is where you start having to give them a prize every time they use the potty. Something a little strange about rewarding a poo with 2 M&M’s instead of only 1 for pee in the potty. But at least you’ll always have chocolate in the house to ease your pain.
If you’re lucky, potty training will be the end of the road. A poo covered road. But if you’re not, then you could find yourself wiping little tushies and cleaning up stinky messes for many more years to come. Cheers!