Just when I was about to resign myself to the fact that potty training was going to finally get me and win this second time around, leaving my baby to start college someday in pullups...a breakthrough!!! For those who haven't read, my 2yo has been going on the potty since 18 mo's, yet was still not potty trained a year later. How is this possible you ask? I wish I had an answer. At 18 mo's he found the potty seat sitting in the bathroom closet. He insisted I pull it out one day, and he sat on it with a smile. Ecstatic at this early independence we began asking him at every diaper change if he wanted to sit on it, or just putting him on it. If he ever said No, we did not push. But more often than not he wanted to, and soon began using it!
Yeah!!! How much easier this potty training would be the second time! He's already starting on his own, surely he'll be fully trained in a few months!
Is there ever an end to how stupid parents are? I mean, seriously, he's not our first. Not even our first boy to potty train. We've seen it all, right? WRONG. My little sweet angelic bundle of p&v proved yet again that he will not cooperate and make things easy. Ever. Though he has enjoyed using the potty, not even seeming to have issues using it to go #2, he would never go consistently. He would never go on his own. We could never move the process forward. We tried sticker charts, books, prizes, m&m's, obnoxious potty dances, you name it, we've tried it. We did days and days and days with no diapers, some with underwear, some without. I had him "teach" a doll to go. He enthusiastically participated, but it did not motivate him to do it all the time. He would even empty and rinse his own potty himself. But he would not progress.
Every weekend we try to go "diaper free". He only attends daycare Wed. through Fri., so that's 4 days at home. He cannot go without them at daycare until we have some consistent success at home, and frankly, I could simply not do that to the teachers. I mean, ick. Evenings I've been putting him in them, too. He LOVES his underwear. He gets so excited to put it on. He understands he cannot go to preschool without going in the potty. When big bro started kg he would tell his Grandma that he can't go with him until he goes in the potty. Then each day, half the time in the potty, half in the pants.
This weekend, something inside my little boy clicked. I do not know what finally did it, I really don't. But this Sunday he was really trying. He would RUN to the potty. I set a timer and when it goes off tell him it's time to try. Nearly every time he would announce he had no pee, but within 5 minutes I'd see him pulling that underwear down. Twice he went on it without ever telling me. I'd just walk by and it was full! He had accidents, of course. But few. And mostly when trying to get to the potty, but just missing it by seconds. We were sooooo proud. Big Bro is the most awesome chearleader for his best buddie, and little man ate it up this time. Mon. and Tues. with Grandma were even better.
So today, for the first time, he went to daycare without diapers. I braced myself for any resistence from the teacher, but should have known better. She was totally on board with going cold turkey after our successes. She assured me he'd have accidents, especially these first days as he gets the routine down there, but she was on board. I called at nap time, and he was still dry. He hadn't told them he had to go at all yet, but they were taking him so often anyway he may never have gotten that far! He was trying, and he was so happy to tell them each time his underwear was all dry.
My little man is finally ready. The bottom line is that while parents should introduce, coax, and promote it as a positive thing they also should chill. Give kids plenty of opportunity, sure, but realize that when they're ready they'll do it. I do not regret those weekends of underwear and accidents. Perhaps they laid the groundwork. Maybe I'm kidding myself to feel like I played a small part in this. Whatever. Bottom line, is a switch turned on in his beautiful head, and here we go. Finally.
I hear the angels singing Hallelujah as the sun shines down on us right now.
Now, about that night training....
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