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Monday, July 5, 2010

Potty Talk or How I am Slowly Going Crazy

This weekend will the be the one year anniversary of my foray into potty training. Last year at this time, I was full of confidence. I had a three day potty training manual in hand, fifteen pairs of underwear, reward stickers and treats and a variety of potty seats. I felt like I was ready to tackle potty training and I thought, "This is going to be easy." Think again. A year later we have made very little progress with my daughter, who is now three years two months old, and potty training.

That weekend last summer was crazy. We followed that manual to the letter. We stayed within arms reach of her the whole weekend and Jack, who was three months old at the time, was only picked up to feed and change. Or that is what it felt like. By day four, I felt like I was in solitary confinement and I wanted to escape. So we scaled back. We went back to diapers and eased back from the cold turkey approach. We continued to talk about the potty, offer the potty and put her on it, thinking that perhaps a more gentle approach would work.

By February of this year, Sarah was still in diapers and I was determined to have her trained before I returned to work, at the end of March. So again, we set aside a weekend, got all the supplies ready and decided to give the three day method another try. I was a lot less confident this go around, but I figured she is older, perhaps it will be easier. The first morning started out so promising. The first time she had to go, she went completely on her own, right down to the flushing and washing of hands. But it was all down hill from there. From that point on, no amount of prodding, bribery or reverse psychology would get her onto the potty. On the progress side, Sarah was now able to hold it for extended periods of time. But on negative side, she could hold it for more than two hours and her discomfort reared its ugly head in the shape epic tantrums of screaming, crying and yelling over the smallest things. After four days of her complete refusal to use the toilet, we waved the white flag.

Now it is July and we are still in diapers. But, in the past two weeks, she has been more aware of when she is going or has to go. Even going so far as saying, "I am peeing." But, she still does not want to use the potty. The whole thing makes me feel like a bit of a failure. That I approached this thing the wrong way and that I gave up too easily. But then last night something happened that made me feel a little bit better. For the past two weeks, I noticed Jack saying, "poop." It became a pattern, soon after he uttered these words, he needed a diaper change. At first I thought it was a fluke, but then it kept happening. So last night, I took him at his word and sat him on the toilet and sure enough it happened. He used the potty and he is only fifteen months old.

I know he is not trained and it may only be a one time thing. But it made me realize I need to trust my ability to read the cues that my kids give and together, we might actually get this whole potty thing sorted out.

Any stories to share that will make me laugh or make me feel just a little bit better about my situation? Any advice that you think might be just the missing piece to my puzzle? Please share!

1 comment:

  1. Go Jack! Maybe Sarah will jump on board once she sees Jack doing it!
    No words of wisdom for you, but I just wanted to let you know that my sister is dealing with the same thing with her three-year-old, so you're not alone. For them, it has become a power struggle of epic proportions. Not fun for anyone.