After getting my non-alcoholic fatty liver disease under control, I got into a routine of going once in the morning. These days, there’s about a 50/50 chance my 2-year-old wakes me up in the morning which throws everything off because it’s really uncomfortable to try to go while he watches me with his hands behind his back and hugs me multiple times.
After getting my non-alcoholic fatty liver disease under control, I got into a routine of going once in the morning. These days, there’s about a 50/50 chance my 2-year-old wakes me up in the morning which throws everything off because it’s really uncomfortable to try to go while he watches me with his hands behind his back and hugs me multiple times.
lol, I’m glad I never had to be a full time parent, not sure I could survive trying to poop while being hugged