My third-born son taught me that it’s possible to pass a bowel moment capable of clogging the toilet so badly that the toilet must be detached from the bathroom floor in order to clear the plumbing. If you’re not yet a parent, now would be a good time to let you know that basic plumbing skills might be a handy thing to learn before your child(ren) are born.

This crap-tastic situation probably wouldn’t have been such a horrible experience at the time had it not happened first thing in the morning, half-way through our second cups of morning coffee, in our only bathroom. To make matters worse, at least for my poor husband, was my inability to stop laughing and making poop jokes.

Shit happens. Sometimes literally. Usually at the worst times. The sooner you learn to laugh about it, the better.


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