Poem // An Ode to Poo

an ode to poo

Pre-baby, a mere mention
Would always make me cringe:
“Why do people discuss it?
Are they all unhinged?”
But now that I’m a parent
Poo is on the brain.
Not literally, I hasten to add
It’s more a mental stain.
Does she poo enough?
Does she poo too little?
Should I be this concerned?
Or rather noncommittal?
Is there a right size?
Is it the correct shade?
Is the consistency thick enough?
Am I about to be hit by a nappy grenade?
And that’s not all to worry about…
As soon as you start weaning;
The poo you thought you once knew
Requires a whole different method of cleaning.
You can go for days just praying
For a nappy full of poo,
Some days are quite the opposite:
“No more! Please no more goo!”
Oh Poo, you are so silly
You really are so gross.
My obsession with my baby’s crap
Makes me quite morose!
But alas you are a necessity,
One we can’t live without.
Also, if you were absent,
What would I text Daddy about?
Hannah

 

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17 Comments

  1. 5th September 2013 / 6:25 am

    Hahaha i get this big time… never did such a change take place as the obesssion of poo taking up my head space!

    • 5th September 2013 / 7:29 pm

      Hehe 🙂 loving the rhyme! Xx

    • 5th September 2013 / 7:29 pm

      Thank you so much 🙂 xx

  2. 5th September 2013 / 9:13 am

    This made me smile. My son is now five and talks about poo all the time so it doesn’t end when they get older either!

    • 5th September 2013 / 7:31 pm

      Oh no! 😛

      Thank you xx

  3. 5th September 2013 / 11:27 am

    Ha ha ha – so funny how you swear that is one thing you will NEVER talk about and then it becomes the centre of your poo-niverse 🙂

    • 5th September 2013 / 7:30 pm

      Yup! This is completely it! Xx

  4. 5th September 2013 / 12:03 pm

    Rio’s always struggled slightly with his poo so im constantly observing it..glamorous life this mummy business. I love this btw!

    • 5th September 2013 / 7:31 pm

      Thanks love!

      Busby is the same… Hence the obsession 😉 xx

  5. 5th September 2013 / 2:25 pm

    The worst thing is when you find yourself discussing the ins and outs of your baby (and toddler’s!) poo with childless friends, while they are clearly looking frantically for the nearest exit.

    • 5th September 2013 / 7:32 pm

      Yes!! Oh gosh… The looks!! Xx

  6. 6th September 2013 / 10:50 pm

    This is absolutely brilliant! And so very true! Well done, a great poem 🙂 Thanks for linking to Prose for Thought lovely xx

    • 8th September 2013 / 4:06 pm

      Thanks love 🙂 xx

    • 8th September 2013 / 4:06 pm

      Haha! Thank you so much 🙂 xx

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