Poop Stress

I didn’t know about poop stress until I became a mom. If you are a mom you know what I am talking about. I have become obsessed with bowel movements. Poop stress also includes fretting over color, smell and consistency; don’t forget concerns over the gas that accompanies said bowels. I had a recent bout of poop stress over the past few days. It all started when I noticed a few dark flakes or specks of a dark color in Eliza’s diapers over the weekend. Was it green? Was it black? Was it red or blood!!! I had to make closer inspection to be sure! Yes I know this is extremely gross. No one said poop stress was going to be pretty. I sure would like to see that guy from Dirty Jobs come to my house and do this job! If you had told me one year ago I would be examining poop with the seriousness of a CSI I would have laughed at you. Well, now I have become the Grisham of poop. Maybe I will star in a spin off entitled CSI: The Diaper. Anyhoo, I smear it with a wipe and it appears to be green. Just to be sure I save the diaper to share with my DH. I know this is just what he wants to see after a satisfying round of golf. We both agree it is green and call the pediatrician. The doc of course gives the answer that has become the answer I received to all pregnancy and mommy questions. “That is normal.” Apparently every problem I had while pregnant was normal. Now every issue my daughter has is normal as well. We are just boring I guess. Of course I went to the doctor of Google and inquired further only to come up empty. Yesterday was filled with painful gas for Eliza. I felt terrible but what could I really do but wait it out. I pumped those little legs and hope to give her some sweet relief. Really, the only thing I could do was hold my breath for more evidence. Luckily, today I was granted a diaper that even made this CSI proud!