The Poopy Day

Above picture is of a me made cloth diaper for my night owl baby. Giraffes have the biggest hearts, I love them.

I am blessed to know some wonderful mothers and have been blessed to called one myself. You go along thinking your doing the best you can, researching all the safe things, the best ways, and putting them into practice even though they take more time than most of society gives such things. You mention you homeschool and your some kind of super freak to some, or they just assume your not possibly doing it well. You tell them your cloth diapering and they think your trying to hard and there is no good reason. They see you crying while you nursing a baby and learn it has been 8 months of tears and they think you must have lost your mind not to simply give into “good enough” formula. You do so so much and you think your doing well and then something happens. Something to shake you to your core and makes you doubt everything. Makes you want to do things the easy way. Makes you wonder why so many are miserable trying to be the TV mom and then some.

The start of a poopy day might look like this. A 2.5 hear old potty learning. She from time to time pulls down her pull up and poops right where she stands. She does so with glee and right next to you! She tells you she is learning and she needs help wiping. You help, sigh, and off she runs while you clean up. Chances are she is running right to the kitchen to find another creative way to get a box of cereal and dump it in a corner and try to cover up her mess too. Mean while your scrubbing away kind of wishing you had another job just then! LOL Now picture your in another room cleaning while she does this in a room full of toys and does not tell you, sure you will find it shortly, but what if something happens and someone sees it sooner. All dignity is gone I tell you. It could be a funny story between friends who have little ones like this themselves, but what if it is not such a friend?

I am blessed with happy, healthy, wildly wonderful children. I am a good mother, this I know, sometimes though I need the reminder. Specially on the poopy days.