My life revolves around poop.
Little Guy has some major pooping problems. Basically, he holds his poop and won't go.
For so long I thought he was just constipated. We changed diet. We tried exercise. We did supplements.
But now I know that none of that really matters all that much because if he wants to hold it, he's gonna hold it.
So yeah, poop (or shall I say lack of poop) is really dominating our lives right now.
Have you ever tried to administer an enema on a three-year-old? It's loads of fun. Loads.
The official diagnosis? Functional fecal retention.
The scary part? Some children never outgrow it.
I've given up on potty training. That's like a pipe dream. I just want him to poop. In his pants. In the toilet. In the middle of the fucking living room. I don't really care. I just want him to stop holding on to it.
Speaking of crap, did anyone see the Republican VP give her speech last night? Ew. I officially hate her.