Apparently, I am the only one in the house not allowed to poop. The baby is certainly allowed to, as is the cats and the hubby. Oh sure, I might be able to squeeze out a drop of pee if time allows. But absolutely no pooping! It’s too time intensive and some disturbance will invariably intrude, my assistance will be required, or a suspicious sound will be heard that needs immediate investigation. So… there you go.
Except, of course, for the post-shower moments… where, upon trying to poop, I will be attacked by a large, mutant earwig. – wg