Lately

Kirby has been having some serious issues with going to the bathroom.  I am going to keep this as general as possible, but let's just say she is as far from regular as it gets.  This last time it was 2 weeks between having a movement on her own.  Thus far, this is the hardest part of her life on me.  It literally takes so much out of me.  A parent of an almost 4 year old should not worry all day while she is at Mother's Day out if she is all of a sudden going to poop her pants because its so backed up.  Or if I am going to get a call saying they had to clean her up with an entire package of baby wipes.  Or if she is going to have to pee every 10 minutes because she is so backed up that it is literally pushing on her bladder and she can't hold a drop of water in.  We don't go anywhere without extra everything.  I have her sit and try to go all the time, everywhere we go.  She is fully potty trained, so this is not how it is supposed to be, right?  She had going poop down pat wayyyyy before she had pee.  She has always had some issues, but it has progressively gotten worse.

I have tried everything the doctor has suggested.  She has been on and off Miralax since she was one.  She eats TONS of fruit, a decent amount of veggies, and for the last 6 months has had her favorite thing in the world …. cheese, pretty much taken away from her.  She takes a probiotic and eats her granny's homemade yogurt with all kinds of live cultures lurking around in there.

About a month ago I started taking her to a chiropractor, and that seemed to help until we were gone for a week and then too busy to make it over to his office the next week.  Started back 2 weeks ago, so hoping for some positive results again after we are going consistently.

I sit and ponder for hours before I let her go anywhere with friends because I do not want their parent to have to worry about the issues.

We are supposed to be worried about the boogyman right now … or choosing which color play doh we want to play with today … or making memories with lots of laughs  …. I should not be waking up with poop on my mind.  But I do … everyday I say, "Lord, me again …. please let today be the day that Kirby poops."

I have read numerous blogs and tried so many home suggestions.  I bought a book about it and last night we had some good laughs.  She now know how everything travels through the body.  I am sure next time she sees you she will share her "food for thought" on the issue.

I know to some this may seem little, compared to what health issues we could be dealing with, but it is big to us.  Please be in prayer for Kirby and her tummy.  And any suggestions you have, please share!

 Tuesday she had an accident and had to come home, but the rest of the week she did great at KO Flips camp.  Just a fun week for her with girlfriends, although I am not sure how serious she took this.  She is much more poised and composed when she is at Tippi Toes, so maybe this just is not her thing.

 The video is a perfect example … it starts and she is watching her reflection in the window and making faces at herself.  

 This is what we do after Wednesday night church … we go crazy because we are THAT exhausted and blessed.

Photo Bomber ...

 Friends taking pictures of friends in the bathroom with flowers, cause thats what they do!

 2 pooped out little angels!

 And no sleep over at Patrick Farms is complete without going to check on the new baby calves while momma cooks breakfast.

 Our lives are about to get even busier than we are used to, with harvest coming up.  I am so thankful we are having a harvest this year, though, so I am going to try really reallllly hard not to complain about the long days it requires.  Between that, a wedding in July, and normal life stuff, we knew we would not be ourselves for awhile, so we hired and sitter and snuck away for a few hours.  We are such rebels these days … I mean we went to Cheddars, Target for some baby shower gifts, and were home before 8:30.  But we got some hours alone, had a lot of laughs, and got to catch up on what's being going on in each other's heads the last few days.  Love him, love his zeal and compassion for our family, and love seeing him as a daddy.  God has blessed me with more than I could ever imagine in a man.  He is nothing I ever dreamed of, and he is so much better than I could have ever thought up on my own.

 And since we were a part for most of the week, I treated Kirby to a mommy-daughter day today, complete with her very first pedicure in a big ol' butterfly chair.  A sweet friend blessed me with a gift card, so I shared my goodness with my mini.  Loved watching her excitement and amazement.

"So anyone who becomes as humble as this little child is the greatest in the Kingdom of Heaven." Matthew 18:4