I don’t care how patient you think you are. Try standing outside of a bathroom door at 8:30 at night waiting for the child who is supposed to be asleep already to finish pooping, while you are bone tired, and a little bit nauseous. She sits, she pushes, she yells, “Mommy, come yook at me.” should you happen to wander out of her line of vision. She says in a confidential tone, “Mommy some girls go poo..” She gets off of the toilet, bends over to get wiped then announces that she has more and climbs back onto the toilet.
She sits, she pushes, she yells, she gets off, I wipe her, oh she’s still not done, she climbs back on again.
She sits, she pushes, (It’s starting to get very stinky) she yells, she gets off, I wipe her, she’s still not done, she climbs back on again.
She has done this every night for the last three. Two nights ago, after the poop was all done, she insisted she needed to pee again, so I let her try. Nothing.
I take her down and she screams “I need to pee!” so I let her try, predictably, nothing.
I finally decide that’s enough and take her to bed. She falls asleep screaming “I WANT TO GO PEEEEEEE!!!!”
My name is Carrien and I say poo far more times than I ever imagined I would in that life I used to have, before pregnancy.