No, this isn't bathroom humor. It is more like diaper humor, no, more like a milestone in a wee little one's life. Athanasius is five months old and has struggled with constipation on and off. Well...tonight he had a blow-out diaper! For most people this is really gross, but to me --- a mommy --- it was great. :) It is funny the things you get excited/thankful for when your circumstances change. With Ellie it seemed like every diaper was a blowout (what an over achiever) but with Athanasius just A poopy diaper is exciting.
I hurt my neck a couple weeks ago and had to take it very easy for a few days. Which for me is hard --- I tend to be the hyper, so many things to do, can't sit down kinda gal. :) But it was EXACTLY what I needed, a little step back in the world of gratitude. I couldn't wash the dishes, I couldn't lift Ellie into her highchair, I couldn't even sleep on my side without being in pain. It was hard and even a little scary at first but He forced me to rest in Him and to be thankful for things I do everyday that I never thought twice about. It wasn't that I was complaining about these things, the mundane, but I was not thanking Him for them. The experience also enlarged my imagination. How many mothers are there that may be blind, confined to a wheel chair, or whatever the handicap may be that can not take care of their children the way they would like. It was hard enough asking a friend to come over and babysit while Clay took me to the chiropractor. I can't imagine someone taking care of them everyday while I had to watch on the sidelines. We are all fragile, weak beings that depend on His care and mercy every second of every day.
I didn't intend to write all that, basically I'm really happy my son had a poopy diaper! :) Have a great night.