Dear Charlotte,
You know what I think of when I ponder on the last couple of months? Poop. Like literal...number 2...poop. I SWORE that when I became a mom I would NOT be one that posted Facebook posts like, "My kid went poo-poo in the potty!" Or, "So-and-so pooped their pants again..." There are a lot of "those moms" and I vowed to never become one of them. Because point blank...it's gross and no one cares. I also thought, "How embarrassing for that kid when they grow up to have everyone know about their bodily functions!" But here is the real truth: Poop is a big deal when you have a baby! As freakishly weird as this sounds, I have basically been obsessed with your pooping habits since you were born. I never realized how big of a deal it really is! (Please tell me I'm not the only mom like this.) Your dad will probably never forget that time when you were only a month or two old and I woke him up in the middle of the night waving one of your poopy diapers in his face asking, "DO YOU THINK THIS POOP LOOKS NORMAL?!?!" He wasn't too happy.
Well...here I am. Writing an entire blog post about how you pooped on the potty. "But wait...isn't this only your supposed-to-be-9-month-post-but-actually-closer-to-your-ten-month blog post??" You ask. Well my dear, yes it is. But you had your first poop on the potty. Let me tell you about it.
The other day...okay more like a month ago...I was giving you a bath. You LOVE baths. And because it's like, the only time you can make eye contact with me and not insist on me picking you up...I love them too. Anyway, there you were...taking a bath...when I saw the poop face. Now, this one goes out to all my fellow mamas. You KNOW the poop face. That little squirm your baby gets on their face when you know there's a storm brewin' and it's about to go down. And it hit me...crap (haha, no pun intended) I'm going to have to clean this mess up. So I swooped down grabbed you as fast as I could and swung you over to the toilet. And it happened. You had a big girl poop in the big girl potty. I laughed and laughed and you cried and cried because being swooped out of the tub like that kinda freaked you out. It was hilarious and something I'll never forget. Unfortunately the habit didn't stick and you still require diapers, but that's okay. I'm not ready for you to grow up like that anyway.
When thinking about this blog post I also considered sharing the numerous other poopy (haha) experiences you've had within, I swear, just in the last couple of months, but I think this may have embarrassed you enough so I will just share that one.
I will end by saying this has been one of the best months I've had with you so far. You are SO MUCH FUN right now. Today we taught you how to give high fives and it nearly made me cry. STOP GROWING UP YOU HEAR ME?! It's actually almost painful to watch you grow out of your newborn stage. I sometimes consider giving you the silent treatment for refusing to cuddle with me like evvvverrrr. It's so unfair. That stage just doesn't last long enough.
Well girl, I love you and hope this didn't embarrass you too much :)
Love,
Mama
