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BYCMTSU: M asks for help
Jan 15th
For the past half hour T and M have been standing in front of the toliet like only men can do. Standing. Waiting. Finally M looked up aT T and said, “Daddy it is broken, can you fix it?”
holding back laughter T replied, “No M, you have to fix it yourself.”
M contemplated this a while longer than sat down on his toddler potty. Because sometimes all you need is a change of scenery. This didn’t fix the problem either, but I will count this moment as a huge success.
This is a giant step, like Neil Armstrong walking on the moon step forward. M is 3 1/2 and usually won’t even go into a bathroom. He wears a diaper until it is so soaked that is hanging off of him and as soon as you take off his diaper he demands a new one. He is not interested in being potty trained. Hopefully tonight is the kick start of our final attempt at potty training. As soon as M figures out how to “fix his problem” I think we will be in business!
BYCMTSU: Poo
Nov 25th
Because You Can’t Make This Stuff Up!
This will be short because well… there isn’t much to expand on.
Yesterday when I went into P’s room too put him to bed I almost stepped on a pile of poo. This in and of itself isn’t that surprising because naked style potty training is not working in my favor. What was surprising was that next to the pile of poo was my wide tooth comb – covered in poo.
The kid pooped on his bedroom floor, went into the master bathroom, took my wide tooth comb out of the drawer, walked back into his bedroom and proceeded to rake his poo pile.
Thats it. I had to share. I still hate potty training and we are no closer to having it all figured out.
Gooey Poo and Date Due
Nov 19th
Today I stepped on poop. Today I scrubbed dried poop off our new hardwood floors. Today I wiped up enough pee to fill our front loading, eco friendly, extra large washing machine with urine soaked towels. That is a lot of towels. Thank God for the sanitary setting on that machine! Today M peed on the potty chair twice. Today P tinkled in the potty chair. Today there was more pee and poo on our floors than there was in the potty chairs that are placed not so discretely in every room in our house. Again, I am thanking God, if it wasn’t for four dollar potty chairs from IKEA, I would have had a second load of pee soaked laundry! Not joking, our house looks like a display isle straight from the IKEA show room. I bet we have at least 9 potty chairs in our house…. and my boys still pee on the floors. Seriously?!?!
I just don’t get it. I try to make it fun. I have put cheerios in the toilet as “target practice.” I sing songs about pee. We watch movies about peeing (I must take a moment to recommend Elmo’s Potty Time- there are some pretty catchy tunes in that movie). We have read countless books. I swear I am on the verge of a potty training melt down. And what makes it the worst, I think pee smells like warm apple juice and it just so happens:
Apple juice is my first aversion discovery. Did I mention that I think pee smells like apple juice? Yeah that sucks. That is a major serious, potty training, house reaking, pregnancy bummer.
And staying on the whole pee soaked topic because I know you love it! I got one more pee story for you. I filled a tiny sanitized plastic cup in a badly florescent lit clinic bathroom today. Today a doctor, actually it was probably some under paid lab tech that did all the dirty work, confirmed that I am for sure, definitely, very much so with child! And by that I mean that I have a baby in my belly!!! I am pregnant! Bun in the oven. Preggers. Knocked up.
Whatever you want to call it, I am it.
And even more good news. Babycenter.com was wrong. My estimated due date (EDD) is actually July 14th. That gives me just a wee bit more wiggle room when it comes to not having the baby on M’s 4th birthday (July 10th).
I have been peed on, I have stepped in poop, I have cleaned up both but it doesn’t matter because I love my boys. I loathe potty training. I will have to do it again in about 3 years, but it doesn’t matter because I love this baby. This baby that is the size of a lentil bean right now (whatever a lentil bean is?!) I love him or her. I love this baby.
