Everything Begins With Poop (please pardon the potty talk)

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I'm finding myself in quite a new predicament: way too many of my conversations are about poop. As someone who has a difficult time even saying the word “poop”, this is a bit distressing. When a baby is born, he doesn't ask you to talk to him about his poop; and yet we do. My husband doesn't come home from work asking about poop; but I tell him anyway. What is with the poop? Why is it suddenly such a fascinating topic? Why don't I talk to my baby about the book I'm reading (haha – what book?) or the latest episode of Modern Family (oh wait, it's still in my hulu queue waiting to be watched).

I need grownups in my life. Not only to remind me that poop is not appropriate dinner conversation, but to remind me that I am still me. I still have my own thoughts, my own opinions, and my own questions. Thanks to technology, I can get news updates quickly and still be informed about what's going on in the world. I don't have to check out because I'm around a person all day who doesn't know Japan from a Haiti. Thanks to amazon.com I can read book synopsis of the latest bestsellers and sound like I'm in the know. At the next barbecue, I am going to confidently start a conversation about Manny Ramirez quitting baseball (and all my Angels loving friends will roll their eyes at me). But the important thing is that I know he's quitting! And I will show my friends that I am still me by proving that I really don't know anything about baseball except what's on the cover of Sports Illustrated.

Things are changing as this little one gets used to our life. But I am still me. Zach is still Zach. So to all the moms and dads out there – please go out and enjoy your friends. And don't mention poop.

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  1. JacqueApril 14, 2011 at 11:57 PM

    Ahahahaa Kali, welcome to motherhood! It gets really fun when poop changes colors depending upon what they have eaten, good times. So tomorrow night I won't talk poop, know that with other mommy friends it's usually ok to have those conversations. And yes the balance between self & mother/parent can get lost quite often. Try to have a date night, watch a movie together, or share a glass of wine. Also try to make time for you to do even the simple things like take a shower or do your hair. And a crockpot can be a best friend. We are praying for you guys and are here for any questions or venting you may have.

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