Jerry and I make each other laugh a lot which, to most people, is a good thing. However, we are usually laughing AT each other instead of WITH each other. I consider this a good thing because we both have the ability to laugh at ourselves as well, so if you do not have this ability, I do not suggest this line of thinking. Jerry laughs at me when I cry at something stupid, get mad at something stupid, justify my actions by blaming him and anytime I am clumsy. I laugh at Jerry when he bumps his head on anything because he is too tall, when he doesn't know something stupid, and at the fact that he hates the thought of girls pooping. He HATES it. Not just pooping, but any bodily function that goes along with it. And I bring it up every day, on purpose.
Over the past year or so I have made it my goal to make him more comfortable with the fact that "Everybody Poops". I announce it, talk about it and try to encourage healthy conversation about our bathroom trips. I know this sounds absolutely disgusting, and this is all probably too much information, but it is a fact, and I think it's funny.
Thursday night Jerry and I went to the South Florida Fair to see a few of my students perform in the parade (and it was an excuse to go, because Jerry also has a fear of fairs). When we came home we started talking about what it might be like when we have our baby. Then I asked him the worst question of his life... "What are you going to do if I poop when I deliver this baby?" Honest to God... he had no idea this was even something that happens, and happens often. He thought I was just joking around and being disgusting like I do every other day. After about 5 seconds of denial, it hit him... I was being serious. It was at that moment he had a total poop breakdown and started gagging. He did everything in his power to get me to tell him this wasn't true, these two acts can't be connected! He even tried to convince himself that nurses and doctors are too professional to worry about poop while delivering a baby. All joking aside, he actually threw up at the thought of having to possibly witness this horrifying event. What was I doing while Jerry was being dramatic? I was laughing so hard I peed my pants for the first time in my life... just a little.
