Potty training

Potty training

Potty training

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


And so it continues.  I’ve got to say, my kid is amazing.  She’s doing awesome with the potty training bit.  In fact, I was the one that needed to adjust how I encouraged her to use the toilet, as soon as I changed my method to the same as my husband’s…success! (At least for peeing…we’re still working on number 2).

We’ve also started using jelly beans as a reward for peeing in the potty.  Which has an unexpected benefit.  SweetPea is getting better at her colors!

Also, train underpants are the best.

Train underpants

Train underpants

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Also, she’s become a pro at teaching others how to use the big girl potty.  My kid’s a stud.

Big doll is learning to use the big girl potty.

Big doll is learning to use the big girl potty.

SweetPea is a good teacher!

SweetPea is a good teacher!

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The School of Hard Knocks

Can I say my child is potty trained if she has no accidents?

My kid got up this morning, I took her full diaper off (she gets one for her nap and bedtime), put underwear on, and waited.  And waited.  And waited.  Nothing.

Naptime.

She got a diaper for nap.  She let loose and soaked the diaper, her onesie, and her bedding.

After her nap, I put underwear on her and waited.  And waited.  And waited.  Nothing.

Bedtime.

I’m anticipating a full diaper, wet pajamas, and soaked bedding in the morning.

But hey, no accidents!

We Don’t Need No Dirty Diapers

(sung to the tune of We Don’t Need No Education)

We’re attempting potty training.  It’s currently been a trial of patience.  Both ours (me and my husband) and our SweetPea’s patience.  This peeing in a toilet is hard work.  Really hard work.

In an attempt to stay in the bathroom we’ve read lots of books.  That’s actually a bit of a lie.  We’ve read a handful of books over, and over, and over.  And OVER.  Goodness.  But they (the infamous they) says that kids like repetition.  So we read them again and again.

It’s our third day.  And today’s going slightly better than the first two days.  Depending on your definition of better.  We’ve had just as many accidents…maybe more.  But we’ve also had a lot more pee in the potty.  Which is just so darn exciting…especially for everybody who isn’t SweetPea’s parents.

Regardless.  We’ve found Goldfish (the snack crackers), gummy bears, and books absolutely vital.

We’ve also found all those other blogs about how this toddler got it in one day, or that toddler got in three days not so vital.  Mostly aggravating, in fact.  Because (and this is a totally unbiased statement) my kid is freakin’ smart and if it is taking her more than three days to figure this peeing-in-the-potty thing out, it’ll take any kid more than three days to figure it out.  Right?

On the bright side, SweetPea had no accidents (or intentional peeing in the potty) from the time she got up from nap (at 5:30 pm, yes, I realize that’s a late nap, but that’s what she does) til she went to bed (at 8:45pm, yes I realize that’s a late bedtime, but Nona and Grandpa were over and so bedtime was pushed back a bit…).  That means she held it for over 3 hours!!  That’s big news.

Now.  If only we could get her to pee in the potty.  And not just hold it forever.

The School of Hard Knocks

has taught me the real reason to not start potty training when you’re expecting your second child.  And it has nothing to do with possible regression after the birth of the new baby.  And EVERYTHING to do with the wine required to survive the days.  For the first time ever, chocolate and ice cream are not enough.