I've just come from changing a poopy diaper.* (Well - I threw it out and washed my hands first, but whatever - it was in the last 5 min.) I opened that sucker up and saw bright red, and almost had a heart attack. Omigod what is wrong with my baby is she bleeding something's the matter there's blood in her poop oh no what do I do what does this mean omigod omigod omigod.
Then I saw the blue and realized I was looking at the crayons she ate yesterday.
*I feel like my life didn't used to be so wrapped up in someone else's poop and pee and puke and snot, it's hard to remember clearly. Will it be like that again someday? When the only person's poop I have to worry about is my own? Hmmm. Hard to imagine.
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