More toilet adventures

This is going to be totally TMI for most.  It involves the toilet.  It involves poo.  And for those who have delicate sensibilities, I'll hide the bulk of this post.

So, as many of you moms know, being pregnant can have the challenges of constipation.  And this is a challenge I know oh-so-well. [for the rest of this post, hit control + 'A']  WARNING: NOT FOR THE SENSITIVE VIEWER!

5am.  The Lad awakens.  I get up, change him, give him a bottle.  He settles.  But... I have to go.

So, I settle myself on the porcelain throne, and hope that the tight feeling in my gut that I've had for about 36 hours resolves itself.  A little bit of effort, and suddenly my bowels are startlingly empty.

Gross, yes, but true.

So empty, that I then have a gut-ache, and there is a monster poo in the toilet bowl.

So large and so hard, that it challenges DH's fantastic toilet repair.  To the point, in fact, that it resurfaces 14 hours later, and the plunger has to come out again.

But, with a little persistent plunging, it vanishes down the sewer, and suddenly the sluggish toilet flushes with an enthusiasm that hasn't been seen in weeks!  Seriously.  This is wonderful.  With any luck, there will be no more toilet issues!

And that is my poo story.  I hoped you enjoyed.

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Yesterday's aspirations...

I got a portion of the house cleaned yesterday.  Heck (1), it was Saturday, and I have the right to relax somewhat.

photo by niningmilo

Basically, the mountain of laundry that was threatening to taking over the bedroom was folded and put away, giving an amazing amount of floor space.  The collection of diaper boxes that I've been saving for the  next time we move was put into storage.  And I think I know where I can find a hammer so I can hang new photos of the family on the walls, so it doesn't look like we're only visiting (I hadn't committed to stay here yet, but it looks like we may be here for a while).

Image: Louisa Stokes / FreeDigitalPhotos.net

The living room is still strewn with toys, and I'm ok with that.  The sink has dishes in it, but I'll deal with that shortly, after I get chicken stew going in the crock pot for dinner tonight (2).  And I won't be walking anywhere soon, as I'm so darn sore through my hips and pelvis from all the exercise I have been getting (3).  Not to mention, being awakened in the middle of the night by a very amorous DH (4).

The sun is shining.  The crows are cawing.  And though it hasn't gotten overly hot outside yet, I suspect I should water my tomatoes and squash... they aren't ready yet, but when they are, they will be delicious.  That is, if I can stop them from being destroyed by pests (5).

On the very bright side, the toilet is working again!  Yay DH. you are my hero!

1) I'm so proud of myself for controlling my cursing!
2) We ate a fantastic homegrown chicken last night, and the leftovers will feed the family again tonight.
3) Being 6 months pregnant only 16 months after giving birth really stinks at times.
4) Like I'm going to turn down that kind of fun!
5) Aphids are my current mortal enemy.  I could really do without them.