Full Of It - Literally

Some girls dream and hope for sweet texts from their husbands. I dream of two very special words.

She pooped.

I wish these were daily messages, but not in my world which revolves around my daughter's bowels.

I can almost see cyberspace light up and jump forward to share with me their "tried and true" methods. As much as I would love to find something that works without fail that really isn't the point of this point because, believe me, we've tried it all. Prune juice, dark karo syrup, 2 tbls of Miralax a day, fruit, fiber bars and pop tarts, dates, dried mango and apricots, suppositories, enemas (as a last resort), breaking things up digitally (don't ask), Vaseline, limited meat (we haven't completely limited dairy because a. my child loves cheese and b. we want her to get calcium), fruit, Apple Juice, Warm water, prayer, Kashi cereal (this has actually worked the best but a what a toddler will eat from one day to the next varies greatly on her mood), cookie recipes found online and on and on.

On top of everything else it's a constant guessing game. I feel like my child is one of those science fair volcanoes and I am pouring 18 different things in it to get a reaction. Sometimes I get nothing and others I have a mess on my hands for two days to come.

In the midst of all of my mad science there is a baby girl that is honestly suffering. She goes into the corner and kicks her leg and says "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry". We all are quick to comfort her with "it's GOOD, Poopie is GOOD! It's ok!" Even Oakley will go in there and try to give her a poopie pep talk.

Yes, I've talked to her doctor about this many times. That's where the miralax was prescribed. She isn't as concerned about the constipation itself but more about how hard potty training will be if we don't get it under control. And at this point I know we're in for a fight because she's holding it. And who can blame her? It hurts her. And if something hurts? Don't do that.

OK, so maybe I do need advice. Maybe I do need some more beakers of ammo for my finicky volcano. More than anything I want to take the pain and negative connotations away.