So pearlann had 3 days of not going on the toilet PERIOD. Then, the house went back to normal, where it was only mommy again. daddy is away, Gma at work. Back to the grind. She went monday morning like nothing ever happened over the weekend. Fine by me. Tuesday just another day, goes wonderfully to go pee. Suddenly, while onyx napped, Pam was quiet with her doll house.... then i hear a Grunt... " Pearlann need to go poop on the potty?" "N-ooooo....ugh" I walk out the room, to see a sweaty and redfaced daughter. I tell her to go sit on the potty. she obliges me. She is constipated... pretty good. she had 3 tiny poops in her pants, not enough to really count.
I sit her up on the toilet, set her up with a TV tray and carry in her doll house, and bring her a cup of "koolaid". This is also known as mommy mixed your drink with Magnesium Citrate, a mild laxitive. I wait. I expect at LEAST 30 mins. I walk out to smoke a cigarette. I hear "MOMMY!! PEARLANN DID IT!!!!" from the front porch. I assume ok a tiny poop again. I come in and say great job, keep going. Walk back out to take another drag, and come back in. She says she's all done. I sigh, thinking great she is gonna finish in her pants, be cause she is impatient like her mother (not that i poop my pants lol). I take her off....
Now of COURSE i'm going to LOOK! What would anyone do.
I looked and flipped out! I was jumping and giving her hugs! I mean this was a SINGLE turd her DADDY would be proud of! Daddy size! I didnt know what else to do....
So I took a picture on my cell. I didnt just leave it at that... i then sent said picture to friends and family. Now this wasnt the cute oh my Daughter sitting on the toilet picture nooooooooo..... This was the inside the toilet.
The response to this picture varied from the nice friends sending a text back saying "good Job Pam!", to my husband saying "I really didnt need to see that.", to the phone calls of my mother "did you REALLY just send me a picture of your daughters poop??????"
Yes, I am a PROUD mother.