Poopy, Poopy, Wherefore Art Thou Poopy?

Oh what a day. For those of you who follow me on The Facebook you already know about how my day went. It basically went like this: Feed Baby, Burp Baby, Soothe Screaming Baby by exercising legs, rubbing tummy ,a warm washcloth & every other old wives tale out there. Mix in a few hours of work, interacting from a distance (If you, too, are getting over the never ending cold raise your hand) with Cayleigh and her nurse and whatnot in between. *sigh* No poop. Not one single turd did this little turd make ALL day. *queue anxiety* I made the phone call to the doctor, left a message, went to Google, tried more stuff, called the doctor back again and still NO POO. Shoot..I even FACEBOOKed it for goodness sake! {by the way, you can put your hand down} It seemed that nothing I did helped this kiddo and he was just.plain.perturbed about it. low and behold, many prayers later (and a warm bath, and massages, and pressure points, and a little water and wanting to cry myself) He heard me and my little man shot a rocket! whooo hoo I've never been so happy about poop in my life. (except maybe that first day after a C-section..... but I digress) and that is the jist of it. what'd YOU do today?