I had been putting off potty learning with T because it was an awful experience with Auds. She decided to want to use the potty right at the same time her preemie brother was born and needed a lot of attention and extra medical help so it became a battle and she felt the need to purposely mess while T was getting tended to. Even if I showered her with affection, the moment it wasn't on her she would do something to change that. Then we moved and got a dog and added fuel to the fire. My sweet, head-strong love.
I probably could have started with T the same time Drum was born, but I didn't want to do that again. Then I started watching my assistant's little girl and didn't want to add another burden. Then I started homeschooling. You can see the pattern.
Wednesday this past week he looked me square in the eye, squatted down and said "I'm pooping on the rug, not the potty." He was in his diaper, but it was the last straw. If he could do that, he could go in the potty. So, Thursday I just up and decided to help him learn. I downloaded a potty training Elmo app on my phone and we did it. Anytime he had an accident, he would have to clean it up. The first day, he had about 3. One was when we first started, one was in the bathroom while trying to get to the potty, and one started in his sister's room and went down the hall to the bathroom as he tried to make it once it started.
Day two he woke up dry, and he had two accidents that ended as successes. He would start to go a little before he recognized the sensation and would freak out, stop, and run to the bathroom to finish.
Day three he woke up dry. Then he had one accident-turned-success and looked at me in horror as I was working and said," Mama, I'm not supposed to poop in your studio!" I whisked him away and he finished on the potty.
Day four he woke up dry, had no accidents, pooped on the potty, and even made it through a funeral.
I think it's safe to say that he knows how to use the potty! It'll be interesting how we handle church and outings, but I'm sure he'll do well.
I can't believe he isn't in diapers anymore. It took less than a week! I'm elated, and proud, and thanking God because I was expecting it to be a very difficult thing and it was a dream it was so easy.
I only have one boy in diapers now! And he looks so cute strutting around in his superhero underpants.
I'm jealous! Gracie has been telling me she pooped for a few weeks. She'll come up to me and ask me to change her diaper right afterwards. It's getting kind of ridiculous and I need to train her, but I fear the upcoming move would just cause setbacks. I'm going to wait until we get settled into the new home, I think.
ReplyDeleteI hope it goes as easily for me as it did for you and T!!