One thing I did not know- that I would hear the pooping. I knew I would be changing a lot of diapers. I knew there would be what I now know are called “open air accidents.” I knew I’d have poop on me. But I did not know about the sound.
I can hear it from across the room. Over the sound of the television. I can hear it when I am sound asleep. If sounds enormous everytime, even if its not. It sounds cataclysmic. LIke it’s going to have burst out, unable to be contained by clothes, diapers, cribs.
I’m not sure, I guess, if its the same for everyone. But when our daughter drops the deuce, its fucking loud.
I drive a minivan and ride a motorcycle.
Enjoying the piss out of parenting - 2 kids, a girl born in 2013 and a boy in 2015.