It happened yesterday.

The only saving grace is how quickly I spotted it and made the point.

Whilst out for coffee with a friend and her baby, we discovered we were talking about the colour of our baby's poo.

Through our ante-natal classes we had all sworn we would not succumb to the baby poo conversations.

But we took our eye off the ball for the shortest time and there it was... colour, frequency, consistency - the whole lot.

I quickly pointed it out and we briskly moved on but I am now living in the knowledge that I am a mother who discusses her baby's bowel movements over coffee.

I swore it would never happen. Now I have to live with it.