everybody poops

Pooping.  It's a part of life.  I hope you don't mind if we talk about poop today.  The story goes that when my niece Meaghan was in potty training, her mother, Maria, bought the book Everybody Poops.  After reading through the book, little Meaghan was amazed to learn that she wasn't the only one.  She looked up at her mom and asked, "Even grandma poops?"  Hard to believe that even wonderful grandma has to make a trip to the bathroom every once in a while. 

But it's true.  Everybody poops.  Even cute little babies.  We started feeding Madeline rice cereal and some simple solids over a month ago, but other than thickening up a bit, her poops remained pretty consistent.  Much to my surprise Sunday morning there was a nice big lump in her diaper and man did it stink.  pee-eew.  She's probably had four or five poops since then and bless her little heart, they hurt.  She looks at me with those beautiful blue-green eyes just wanting to know what the heck is going on and why she feels the need to grunt and groan and be so uncomfortable.  I suppose it's better than being constipated... 

To be honest I don't know why in the world I'm sharing this.  But there you go. Pooping. It's a part of life.