
I'm sure, having 3 other boys for experience, that this will be a topic of many blogs to come, some of them funny, and most of them frustrating. I like to focus on the finish line and how great life will be when I don't have to spend the $40 a month on poop collectors, when I don't have to disrobe him in the middle of a public event to change a diaper, or carry around a smelly diaper in the car when I had to stop and change him in the middle of a long day of running errands. Yeah, diapers totally suck, but this will mark a major milestone that makes me one step closer to an empty nester. Although this is TOTALLY what I want, to not have any more kids, I'm already starting to feel that cliche of mothers who devoted their entire being to their kids and then, all of a sudden, have absolutely NOTHING to devote their energies to. So, while I've got my wheels turning to solve that problem and I will certainly keep all 0 of my followers posted on my progress, (I know you're dying to find out what ever will I do with my life) let's focus on the problem at hand...my 2 1/2 year old who is trying to conquer the final stages of his digestive system.