What a Choice

Being a parent means making choices. Sometimes, the choices given you are not good ones. Today, Debbie and I had to face one of these types of choices. I have previously highlighted some of the bowel issues we've been having with Lauren. She does everything she possibly can to hold it in. Tonight was bath night and, just as we started, Lauren let out the unmistakable wail of Lauren needing to go poop, but refusing to do so. That left us with 2 options: let Lauren scream and continue her non-pooping ways or let her poop in the tub. What a choice!
By the way, we overcame the initial feelings and did the right thing. She needed to poop and we pried her legs open. As soon as we did, 3 ginormous logs that would have hurt me plopped out. We moved her to the other bathroom and finished the bath. Afterwards, it was Scrubbing Bubbles time. No wonder parents are hard to gross out. By the time the kids are old enough to try this stuff, we've seen far too much for their little minds to comprehend.