Taking an Intermittent Break from Enemas Can Be Satisfying Too

Sometimes it's great to take a break from enemas in order to see the natural shape, texture and form of having a BM. I marvel at just how BIG some of my BM's have gotten, some as big and as long as my arm. I don't touch them, but I can guestimate the size without measuring. The longest ones I had came after giving birth because I did not realize how much stuff was still in my colon and that my colon had not been emptying fully due to pregnancy. How many of you stop to admire the length, width and girth of a natural BM?

I have to say you are cracking me up since admiring a nice big dump seems pretty much a guy thing. I've noticed that after eating a big steak the night before seems to help creating a muddy masterpiece.

When I was in high school I worked in the maintenance department of a local grade school and can say the young girls could produce extremely long, fully formed stool…..much longer than I ever did.

Interesting. It must be a female thing. I have never seen her results (she has told me they are long and dry), but my S.O. continually stops up the powder room toilet because of the short drop to the sewer pipe in the crawl space.

She has no interest whatsoever in enemas.

For me, not so much “Satisfying” as focusing on what's important.

Essentially I have been through two pregnancies. First time was twins. Second time was just one.

Late in the first pregnancy there was some constipation. I was able to break that up without having to resort to enemas.

Essentially from the time I first found out I was pregnant until I finished breast feeding I used no enemas or laxatives at all.

Both times it felt really good to do a full cleanse when I did resume enema use.

My best was my first bag from mom. Hadn't gone in 5-days. She filled the open top with hot ivory water. I took the whole bag. She left me alone. What came out was a giant log. It felt really good as the ivory lubricated the way. Lucky there was a hanger in the bathroom to break it up. Memories 😉