No one warns you
No one warns you how much you’ll end up talking about poop when you become a parent.
Before kids, the idea of describing color, texture, and frequency to another adult would’ve made me cringe.Now? I’ve sent my husband pictures for “reference.” I’ve texted my best friend about a diaper blowout like it was breaking news. I’ve celebrated a bowel movement like we just won the lottery. I’ve called the doctor and confidently said words I wouldn’t have even whispered a few years ago.
It stops being gross and just becomes another part of your daily parenting vocabulary.
One day, you realize you’ve spent more time discussing your kid’s poop than your own feelings.
And somehow… it feels completely normal.
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