Blogging Saves Lives- and a Graphic Poop Warning

I never knew what an adventure motherhood would be. And I'm sure, I don't even know the half of it yet. But, I do know some of it. One of my favorite things to say lately is a quote from the movie "Baby Mama"...is it poop or chocolate? I get to say this quite often because, quite frankly, my life is full of poop. For example, Saturday I had a lot to do to get ready for our families coming over for a barbecue after Steve's ordination. Knowing that I had a lot to do, Brooke sat around half the day, thinking of ways to complicate my life. She must have been working on her surprise all day. I was sitting on the bed watching Snow White with Katelyn, feeding the baby. I felt Brooke's stomach rumble. I moved her so I could burp her. I realized it stank. I looked down, and both of us were covered in poop. I didn't hear or feel her poop, but it was very, very there. I screamed and ran out of the bedroom, holding Brooke by her hair fuzz and fingers, and hoped against hope that I wasn't leaving a trail behind me. I was freaking out! I so did not need to clean up yet another poop mess right in the middle of trying to get so much done! This is where blogging came in. I realized that, instead of freaking out, I needed to take a deep breath, and start snapping pictures. I realized that this is something that, in a matter of minutes or days, I would be laughing about. (and also something I couldn't wait to share with all of you. You're welcome) Brooke's outfit is ruined, but I gained a new perspective on dealing with the little things. If I find myself in a situation where I feel like I may have to kill someone or myself, I need to take a breath and ask myself if I will be blogging and laughing about this later. Chances are, most situations will fall in this category, and simply don't need to be stressed about.