Before you become a parent, I don’t think you have any REAL idea how much poop will invade your lives.
I mean, you may know, intellectually, that there’s a lot of poop with a baby/toddler. But what you probably AREN’T prepared for is how much it becomes an actual topic of discussion. Maybe it’s because, in the early days in particular, poop is one of the few clues you have that everything is functioning well for the kiddo. I mean, it’s not like they’re able to say “hey pops, I’m hungry over here!” so you kind of go with the whole “output” thing. And in those early days, especially for first time parents, you’re bound to be nervous that everything is going ok. So you start talking about poop, and then BAM, it’s a year later and you’re still talking about poop.
You talk about how much, how little, the color, the consistency, and the changes in color and consistency. You talk about the various aromas (folks, put off introducing meats AS.LONG.AS.POSSIBLE. Also? Blueberries are surprisingly offensive).
And the shocking part is, you will have these discussions at any given time. You will talk about poop in the car, in bed, at the dinner table. You will discuss it with other parents even. Yes, even if you swear you won’t be THOSE parents…you will. I promise, you will talk about poop more than you ever expected, hoped or wished for yourself. The Daddy and I were so sure we wouldn’t let discussions of poop run amok in our house, but somehow it just happens.
So parents, don’t fight it. It’s an unwinnable battle. Instead, just go with it.
You know, cuz shit happens.