so many amazing blogs out there that just make you want to create. I also went shopping at Anthropologie this afternoon. That store always makes me feel inspired in so many ways. But I was quickly interrupted by horrifying screams through the baby monitor. I rushed up to see what was wrong. Did she have a nightmare? Did she pull something on top of her? Did she lay on an appendage in some odd way? The answer, my friends, to all of these questions is no. She had what one can only describe as...the dreaded sleeping poop.What is the dreaded sleeping poop you ask. Well, I will tell you but I can not explain how it happens. The dreaded sleeping poop is a phenomenon, a mystery, a subject I may ponder for the rest of my days. The dreaded sleeping poop is when a baby some how poops in her sleep and wakes herself up scared crapless (no pun intend). Harper does this from time to time and it always fascinates me. There are so many questions that surround this topic.
How does a person poop in their sleep? Do they push and not know it until it's to late or does the poop somehow know you are sleeping and just slip out on it's own? If you do push is that what wakes you up or is it the strange poop in your diaper that does the waking? How does your body know when you are too old to poop in your sleep? Are we all at risk of someday waking up to a sleeping poop? Could you imagine that? There you are snoozing away all cuddled up in your comfy bed. You are dreaming of some delicious meal you just had and how full and happy you are and then BOOM! There it is, like a nightmare, the...dreaded...sleeping...poop. Who will comfort you then? Certainly your mom won't be there to make sure you're cleaned up and rock you back to sleep like she did back when you were a baby and you use to always crap in your sleep. What will become of you then?
And so I bring my thoughts to a close for the night. Aah, the mystery. I hope I don't dream of food tonight.
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