Wednesday, March 11, 2009

News Flash For All You Young Mothers

(or maybe I should say mothers WITH young children)

You just think it's over.

The diapers.

The poop.

The cleaning up after the poop.

Let me tell you ... it's not.

And I have the plunger to prove it.

I'll spare you the details.

But, the whole experience reminded me of all the fond memories I hold dear to my heart of La Petite Belle and her issues with poop.

One story goes like this ...

The whole family was eating at the table. La Petite Belle was in the bathroom and proceeds to yell out that she has "diarita" (diarrhea). We continue to eat and don't respond to her promptly enough. She yells out again ... "HELLOOOOOO! I said, I have diarita. Does anyone care?"

That's just one story.

I have others involving bananas and going in the back yard naked.

What can I say? Never a dull moment.


Rach@In His Hands said...

Oh, my word. I'm falling out of my chair here with laughter. Funny, funny stuff.

Diarita - that made that story.

The Hat Chick said...

ROFL with tears - too funny!

Sarah@Life in the Parsonage said...

Poop stories...I could write a book. Ya think we'll remember them? We'll all be sitting around the nursing home telling poop stories...only they'll be our own!

Something to look forward too ;)

2nd Cup of Coffee said...

Let me just say that as the data processor for our youth ministry, a name like "Diarita" is totally probable for a real person.

The Wixom Zoo said... kids think that the only time to go is after bed time. Now they're on a schedule for 8:05 and 8:13 every night.

Donnetta said...

She's need a little help there! :)

Love it!

RachelQ said...

LOL.. I have one that clogs the potty every time he goes... and it isn't from the paper!!ugh

Rachel said...

Thanks for the warning... I think. :)

Lisa said...

When my son was very young he also had "diarita" but he yelled to the other room, "Mom, Mom, I have the garlic"!

He's 13 now and we still call it "the garlic". Never a dull moment.

Blessings - Lisa

~ Straight Shooter ~ said...

It's what makes the world go round.
At least Mommas' worlds.

Sara@i.Sass said...

ah I hate poop.
baby poo is one thing, but after like 2 it just is gggggross.
Diarita that's cute.

rebel said...

So many good memories.

Daiquiri said...

Seriously - I had no idea motherhood would involve so much poop! Sometimes it seems that it's all I blog about - I finally had to taper off because I didn't want to be known as the "poop blogger". There's a tagline for ya: "Call Her Blessed...and up to her armpits in poop"

You're not alone :)

BTW - someone is calling "I'm DOOOOONE" as I type!

Michelle Finn said...

Mama Belle- Thanks for visiting my site, I was referred to your site from a friend and I have to say, you are hilarious!

I'm not sure if you found out anything about the show that I was on, so I thought I'd give you a little insight.

I was on a Reality show called, "American Princess" it aired in 2005 on the WE (women's entertainment network) My maiden name is Jackson so you might find info under that. It was a very fun exp. They took 20 girls from all over the US and sent us to New York for a week, then off to London for 3 weeks and Scotland for a week. They taught us etiquette, how to interact in social settings, we had dance lessons and voice lessons and all different types of challenges/competitios. The prize was money, 5 airline tickets on Virgin Airlines and a Royal title. I am officially Michelle Jackson Finn Lady of Blithfield :) (I could if I wanted to, change my drivers license and passport to have my title on it because I have all of the legal ppw, but thought that would be a little silly). It was so much fun and I made some really great friends. As you saw in the pictures I posted on my blog. I won the show. I hope that answers your q's. :)

Soliloquy said...

And if it's not the children, then the plumbing.

And if not the plumbing, then the pets.

There will be no end.

Even in our old age - it will likely be ourselves.

Just sayin'.

thedomesticfringe said...

LOL! We have to keep the plunger handy because it's constantly in use.


Tami said...

Your girls sound like they would get along great with my boys. It never fails, when we sit down at the table someone always has to go poop. We've made a new rule about going to the bathroom before we eat. (unless it is an emergency of course.)