I’ve done this too. |
ok you guys win, that is foul. my husband had to manually disimpact our constipated toddler, and i thought that was bad. |
Pumped in the car while driving both ways on my 45 min commute. |
I had no idea that the hormone release from nursing could stimulate bowels. Until I had awful runs nearly every time I nursed. Oddly didn’t happen with pumping, but I definitely RAN to to the toilet with a baby on my boob and barely made it a few times. |
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It was the other way around for me. Pooping stimulated let-down. And I had a fast let-down, especially when I had a newborn. More than one time I'd be sitting on the john, topless, and suddenly there is three feet of spray shooting out from a nipple. |
General lack of fashion sense. I used to be so creative and witty with my selections... now... capri city! |
I now get genuinely excited when I heard the Wheels on the Bus song as it is my 2 year old's JAM! |
One stop shopping or getting things on Amazon. I used to enjoy trying to find unique beautiful things, now I just need to be able to run in and run out (and have access to a bathroom). Target owns me. |
PP here. DH gets up at 5AM and goes to the gym but I just enjoy the extra hours of sleep! If I do wake up early, I drink my coffee alone and watch one of my favorite shows in the quiet. There's really no downside. Once I'm done nursing, I may try working out in the morning and alternating days with DH, but right now I pump at 6AM. We also enjoy date mornings since we are never awake enough to spend time together at night. Being up at 5:30 isn't so bad when you get to quietly have coffee with your DH or watch a show together before the chaos of the day begins. |
AAAAAAH! I actually gasped when reading this and then started laughing so hard my co-workers are staring. My friend's toddler once handed him a poop when he (the dad) was napping on the couch. Toddler was in the middle of no-pants potty training. |
(I'm still recovering from the cacao nib story, btw. That is the stuff of nightmares.)
High on the pathetic list was the time I was preparing breakfast for our extremely picky 3 yo. And suddenly in a flash of perspective, the horror hit me: Oh my God. I AM PEELING...A BAGEL. ON PURPOSE. WTF IS WRONG WITH ME. (In fairness, it was the only way she would eat the damn bagel. But still.) |
Ok here’s your bar, big baby |
This is so disgusting.... and hysterical |
I became a human garbage disposal. Didn't realize it until mother pointed it out and now I scrape the plates... |