Seriously, enough with the crap.
I pretty much lost it today. Twice. You see, my life revolves around poop. From the second I wake up in the morning, open the twins’ bedroom door and am nearly knocked unconscious by a mushroom cloud of stank, to the final nasty diaper of the day. All day. Every day. Double diaper duty. Sure, I love my babies. I do not, however, feel any fondness to their feces. This morning, I left the babies in their cribs a little longer than normal. Read... Read More
