Update on our Number 2 Saga

Thank you to those who sent prayers our way.

We had success on Friday and Saturday. Interestingly, both in the potty. We were pretty excited and did our happy dances and cheered and told her how proud we were of her for her efforts.

Sunday came and went without any success. We 'held strong' and refused to let her use the diaper.

Monday we caved. Because we don't want to have the same issue we had last week. The diaper returned.

We'll see where we go from here. I'm willing to forgo the potty if it means she goes.

Prayers for Little Miss C

*ALERT* Another poop post. Seriously, if you can't deal with reading about poop. Skip this post.


I need help, universe. I need help managing my frustration and anger. I need help controlling my reactions and responses. I need help. And I need prayers for my little one.

Little Miss C is on day five. Day five of not pooping. This is typically when we have broken down and given her a suppository. But we've decided to not go that route this time. We've come to that twice in the last month or so and she does not do well. Sure, the desired effect of removing the blockage happens, but she gets pale, shaky and overall just looks like hell. It clearly has side affects that are less than desirable. Less desirable than what she is dealing with now? We'll see.

So, here we sit on day five with a little girl who had a hard time sleeping last night because her tummy was cramping. I had to put her in the diaper over night - which we've been out of for over a month - because she is seeping. When she woke this morning I had to give her a quick bath to clean her up.

And she still wouldn't poop.

So we got dressed and she ate her waffle, squirming and clenching the whole time, crying. She finally went and sat on the potty but wouldn't poop. Or even pee for that matter.

Can you imagine the pain she is in?

And I'm not helping. I see how she is hurting herself and all I can think of is how much damage she could be doing to herself. And I just don't get it. I don't. I can't get her to change her mind that it would be better if she just pooped.

People tell me that it may be because she is afraid of losing part of herself. But I don't know if I buy that. When she is pooping, we don't get a sense of that at all - in fact she is proud that she has pooped.

Other ideas are that she is scared that is will hurt. That I get. You bet it will, because we are on day five. It hurts when we're on day three. This girl needs to poop every day or we have a problem. Not kidding you.

Fiber the issue, don't think so. My girl eats her veggies and fruits all day every day. Back her off milk, already doing that. Cheese. Out. Bananas. No more.

I can't focus. I walked halfway into work this morning before realizing that I left my laptop in the car. I have no patience with anyone else. Especially if people won't listen to me. I have to figure out how to let this go.

Please send prayers her way. I know it sounds trite, but we need all the help we can get. This vicious cycle needs to stop.