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Monday, May 12, 2014

Family Stories, Part 3 It's all about the poop!!!

I think most family's must have some poop stories, and ours has more than a few!!

I suppose in polite society these stories stay hidden, in our family they are often bought up with laughter much to the embarrassment of whichever family member was involved.

So here is a small selection, read on at your own risk!!

Story 1

Hubby had taken me to the dentist to have a wisdom tooth pulled out, our son was a wee baby dressed in a onesie and swaddled in a blanket.  While I am in the dentists chair, hubby is cuddling our son in the waiting room when there is an audible if somewhat muffled explosion from our son's nether regions.  The smell was a dead give away as to what was happening, as was the yellow stain slowly spreading through the bunny rug.  I believe a few other people who were waiting started to move chairs!!  Poor hubby had to quickly exit to the car to change a very, very, very pooey bottom and clothes on the backseat of the family car! I walk out into a waiting room with a distinct odour and the receptionist having a chuckle, wondering where my hubby had got too and three girls tripping over themselves to tell me about the huge poop their baby brother had done.

Story 2

One night, not long after our youngest daughter was born, hubby and I and some visitors were sitting in the visitor lounge at the local hospital while our baby daughter was asleep in the nursery.  In those days visitors were not encouraged to hold other people's babies and more often than not the babies were taken to the nursery just before visiting hours began.  So here we are chatting when in walks one of the nurses with our baby daughter, naked from the waist down to show us just how good an aim she had.  Yep the nurses large pocket on the front of the smock she was wearing was filled to the brim with poop.  Luckily the nurse saw the funny side!

Story 3

This one involves daughter 2.  We had a safe cot for our 3 daughters, the ones that are totally enclosed, usually wooden and with fly-wire in the panels.  I went in to get daughter 2 up from her nap, to find she had not only woken up, but had taken off her nappy and then thoughtfully smeared her poop into the fly-wire!!  Needless to say, that was one doozy of a clean up for mother and child.

Story 4

I have lost count of the number of times I have had to suffer the embarrassment of having to have to unblock the toilet during each and every pregnancy (and to be honest some times when not pregnant as well).  Constipation it seems leads to this less than exciting toilet experience!!  Then there are the less than funny names my youngest daughter has come up with for this ...

and saving the best story for last

Story 5 (and yes kids, it is that one!!!)

Hubby had taken daughter number 2 to change her nappy.  She was about 10 months old and prior to and during the nappy change, she was munching/sucking on a ginger nut or was it chocolate biscuit.  During the said nappy change she offered hubby what he thought was a piece of said biscuit except it wasn't.  I will leave the rest to your imagination.

And yep this story is the one that is the most regularly retold, much to hubby's endless dismay!!

So hoping I haven't upset anyone's sensitivities with this more than honest set of family stories, I will say thanks for popping by xxxx


  1. Your somewhat 'crappy' stores are good ones and I am sure everyone has experienced that type of happening once in a lifetime. Your brother did exactly the same thing in his safe cot when he was little ..... painted it quite thoroughly and boy, does it take some cleaning up.
    Looking forward to more stories next week.
    Was great to see you both yesterday. I know you were tired so thanks for coming down. xxxx

    1. Somewhat 'crappy' lol, I did remember that my brother had done a similar thing, but only by your telling it to me sometime in the past. xxxx

  2. I'm confused. Constipation is a lack of poop, so how does the toilet become blocked?

    All very funny stories though. A pocket full of poop....

    1. Sorry to confuse you River, I was trying to be a little discrete, but if you think of how much poop follows constipation then maybe you will understand the blocked loo!!! Hee hee.

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  4. great times .they make life interesting xx



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