i have been super blessed with a man who not only loves and adores me, but thinks his daughters are all queens deserving of the most love a daddy can give. in this family, and with other special needs families, there are days that make being fully engaged, well, let's just say difficult.
poop, for instance...it's still an issue in our house. with kids 20, 12, 10, and 7, you would think that we were well past the poop problems, but we are not. ASD (autism spectrum disorder) is a beast when it comes to poop.
and here's a little insight on me...i'm a gagger, meaning the harsh smell of poop or puke makes be puke. but the amazing hot hubs, he's a beast on the clean up. poop on the walls...he scrubs it. poop pasted on the toilet...he cleans it up. poop on the shower curtain...he washes it. and he does it without being nasty. (he doesn't like it...but he does it.)
so, when people see our fam and think it's all amazingly perfect and cute, remember...we are real. we have poop everywhere. and we don't try and hide it.
be yourself...don't hide it...because no one really is perfect.