Okay, folks. Stop the celebrating. Put the champagne away. Set that mozzarella stick down. My victorious mood from yesterday has gone a teensy bit awry.
Based on the events of today, I’m thinking that Jack isn’t quite ready to completely succomb to the world of the non-diaper wearing. In fact, a few times today I was wondering who force-fed my baby Fiber One bars which prompted multiple needs to poop his pants. That’s right. You heard me correctly. Poop his pants. His pants.
Regardless of numerous reminders to use the potty, the kid just couldn’t bring himself to do the big deed. That is until he was supposed to be napping while wearing a pull-up, because trusting him to sleep without peeing the bed would be like trusting a opossum to not die while crossing the road. The odds aren’t real great. So, during Jack’s naptime he managed to cross all his wires correctly and move the bowels. In the pull-up. Which requires me to participate in the clean-up efforts. For the umpteenth-hundred time.
And, sadly, it went downhill from there. But, despite the minor setback (as minor as 1 poopy diaper and 2 soiled underpants in one day could be) I have decided to hitch up my britches and dig back in to the purpose at hand. Get the kid potty trained. He knows what to do. He knows how to do it. He knows why he should do it. Now? We just need to set the “doing it” part into full-time motion.
After all, greater tasks have been accomplished. Elizabeth Blackwell became the first woman to receive a medical degree in 1849. Climbers succeeded in ascending the summit of Mt. Everest in 1953. Smallpox was officially declared eradicated in 1980. Great things.
Let’s face it, folks. Training a kid to unload in the commode is not rocket science. It’s a stroke of luck, timing and a little bit of resilience. So, I resolve to not delve into that vast abyss of disappointment but rather plunge head first into that miracle worker known as determination.
For now I will replenish the dwindling stash of pull-ups and Oxy-clean some underwear. The time of freedom is near. Until then, I’m going to snuggle that boy (and maybe sneak in some subliminal messaging while I’m at it.)
Mindy
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Brandy
Mindy, go get you a crap load (pun intended) of stickers and a nice book he would enjoy looking at. Put the book in the bathroom (because what guy doesn’t like reading in there?) and use the stickers as incentive. One sticker for every time he poops in the toilet, and tell him that once he gets so many stickers, he gets a prize. Worked like a charm with my oldest.
I’ve already got the books stacked up in there but I haven’t tried the sticker trick. It may be my ace-in-the-hole…so to speak. =)
Mindy
Oh, and potty training a little boy is MUCH more momentous than climbing Mt. Everest.
I’m beginning to think so… =)
Mindy
Good job choosing your attitude. You’re right – it will happen and you may as well be positive about it.
Well, thank you, Mindee. Trust me, I’ve already had the fits and all it got me was a headache while I changed a poopy diaper. Might as well try to keep smiling…while I change a poopy diaper. =)
Mindy
I’m impressed with your resilience, Mindy! I only hope I can hold my sanity together when it’s my turn to be a mom. Thanks for the daily dose of your happy and humorous life!
Thanks Daphne! And hey, if there’s one thing I’ve learned about being a mom is that we don’t have a lot of choice in how things are layed out for us. You just have to go with the flow…or the bowel movement. =)
Mindy
I have to admit I am really impressed with my daughter, her last boy, was getting potty trained at infancy.
Hang in there it will happen!
Wow, your daughter certainly has my admiration! And I have no doubt it will eventually happen, it’s the ‘when’ that has me a little worried. =)
i just spit out my water @ “unload in the commode” THAT little gem is priceless and I will be using that later in the week!!!
what a great attitude you have! keep it up!
even in the face of soiled sheets, shorts and whatever else comes along.! =)
You like that one? =) I find humor helps in crappy situations like this…sorry, couldn’t resist. =)
Mindy
Well, CRAP!!
Ha. I’m gonna tell you the truth. It will take a bribe. Whatever he loves more than anything, threaten to trash it if he has an accident. Harsh? I know. But it works! Trust me.
Hey…I’m not above harsh. And it might give me a chance to trash some of his junk while we’re at it… =)
Mindy
Well, ain’t that just the shits. Sorry to hear you can’t perform miracles (ie: potty training a boy in one day).
I agree with above posters: bribery and stickers. Funny thing is, I honestly can’t remember how I trained my Son. He’s only 12, too! It’s not like it was 30 years ago, but the memory bank is apparently closed. Or too traumatized. Yeah, that could be it! LOL
Are you kidding me? I can barely remember the kid’s name some days…10 years would be like a lifetime. And I’m going with some type of trauma that’s leached your brain. I plan on seeking lots of counseling when all this training is said and done. =)
Mindy
Thanks for stopping by on my SITS day! I LOVED all the comment love and now I’m here to spread it around!
My father used to tell me ‘relax, he won’t walk down the aisle in a diaper’….
Well, I loved reading your posts, so I’m glad I found ya! I’ve heard your dad’s saying before…I’d feel better if he said that AFTER meeting my son. =)
Mindy
Sorry for the setbacks! It really is about motivation. Find something he really really wants and tell him he can’t have it until he only goes in the potty. Worked with Sean. =]
Hang in there, this is like the last hurdle til kindergarten.
♥Spot
Oh, I’m fully expecting to hit at least 3 more hurdles before Kindergarten. I’m sure some kind of ‘biting’ stage will incur, maybe ‘shoplifting’? ‘Drinking’? =)
Mindy
I’ve had quite the week with potty training . . . . Yes, snuggle. Who cares!? He’ll figure it out someday!
I’ve read about your week, and you’re right! It’s been quite a week for you! He WILL figure it out…hopefully sooner than later. =)
Mindy
I think you’ve got it – persistence is the key. I’m sure he will be potty trained before he graduates. That’s all that matters. In the meantime, it sure makes for some funny posts!
Thanks Marly! It certainly provides some comic relief around here! (It usually takes me a good 20 minutes to find the funny.) =)
Mindy