1 Mother 2 Another

The holidays are finally behind us, but
their effects are still reverberating throughout our family.


And our family’s digestive tract.


Maddie’s always had difficulty pooping – see, oh, about
a thousand of my blogs – and I warned her that eating a lot
of sugar over the holidays would have adverse affects on her
bowels. But she’s in charge of her own eating these days, and
she’s six, so I’m reasonably certain the
vegetable-to-candy ratio was reversed for the past couple of weeks.


And now Maddie’s paying the price.


My poor girl struggled to poop for three solid (no pun intended)
days, each day getting a progressively more painful stomach ache.
She’s never been a poop-a-day girl, but her last elimination
was last Thursday or Friday.


Yeah, ouch.

For the past couple of days, she’s
had a few glasses of Miralax to drink. Copious apples and water.
And even a couple Fiber One bars, my ace-in-the-hole,
guaranteed-to-make-her-poop trick. Nothing. Maddie would abruptly
stand up, announce, “I need to go use the bathroom” and
run in, then come out dejectedly five minutes later saying,
“No luck.” We were nearly late to school yesterday for
want of trying. I came to have lunch with Maddie later that day and
we had to leave the cafeteria twice to give it a go. But no go.


When I picked Maddie up a couple hours later yesterday, she
practically floated out of the school and shouted, “Mom!
Guess what! Good news!”


I guessed right.


My little girl finally let go – literally – just before
school got out, and I swear she dropped two waist sizes. She
skipped jubilantly the whole way home, saying, “I am eating
WAY less sugar from now on!” And then we got home and she
took a look at our tub of leftover Christmas cookies and said,
“Yeah, I’m definitely only having TWO cookies instead
of THREE.”


Sigh. I have the Fiber One bars on standby.