Soooo Alanna Jewel just turned 4 last week and although she knew exactly how the whole "potty" thing worked she flat out refused to have anything to do with it. I had been trying since she was two with no luck and everyone told me to leave her alone and she would do it on her own when she was ready. Two years quickly passed and I was now freaking out that my baby was four years old and still not using the potty.
I decided a few days ago that enough was enough and I was going to now push her to use the potty and give up the diapers. I spent an entire morning arguing with her about how she was NOT going to wear diapers anymore and it was time to use the potty. I put the potty in the diningroom, she and I argued for at least two hours and although I finally made a little progress and she was wearing her panties and sitting on the potty when I told her to she would not use it.
My husband woke up and I told him "today is the day that we say goodbye to her diapers. You have to help me get this girl potty trained." My husband took her potty chair upstairs and told her to go use it. Alanna walked up the stairs with him, told him "go downstairs da-da" and then about two minutes later she came down the stairs with the "pee container" in her hand and said "here ya go I did it." Seriously?? Did my husband just potty train our kid in ten minutes when I had been trying for two years? gurrrrrrrr Husband:1 Me:0 My pride was hurt, but nonetheless I was happy at the prospect of only having one butt to change instead of two. (To be honest I was almost on the verge of trying to potty train the 8 week old because I figured it had to be easier than getting Alanna to do it.)
Day 1: She’s using the potty, she’s wearing the panties.. So far minimal messes to clean. We are using the “potty bribe” system so each time she goes potty she gets to choose a piece of candy from her “treasure bag”. She will have rotten teeth by the end of the year if we keep this up but hey she’s out of diapers so we’ll cross the “teeth bridge” when we get to it. LOL Each time she pees a celebration is expected with lots of clapping and “Yay Nonny”!!
Day 2: She seems to have this pee in the potty thing down pat. My baby is a genius!! (sorry there goes the “crazy mom who thinks everything her kid does is pure amazing” thing again) I decide I am going to take a kid free bath and relax. Next thing I know in walks Alanna butt naked and she says to me “I pooped my pants.. Now what?? “ I yell downstairs to my husband asking if she really pooped her pants and I get a “Yep”. Out of my bath I go and in Alanna goes. I sigh… we’ll work on the poop thing some more.
Day 3: She is still using the potty. I don’t even have to remind her she just goes. She has one quirk though, she brings the “pee cup” down each and every time so she can show me her fine potty work. I am usually holding the baby during this time so I have to quickly sit the baby down and retrieve the pee cup before its all over the floor. Still only diapering one butt though so I can’t complain… THEN the dreaded poop again, once again the poop did not go into the potty. Alanna tells me she pooped her pants and before I can get up she whips her pants down and a giant turd falls out (yeah gross I know, all part of a mother’s work) but that’s not the worst part… My husband’s dog runs up grabs the turd off the floor and starts trying to eat it. I’m chasing the dog and the dog is slipping on the wood floor trying to run. He swallowed the turd. Note to self: Do not let the dog lick me or the kids.
Day 4: Feeling like just maybe diapers were not that bad. Nothing like being woke up on the couch after a very early morning with the baby to a 4 yr old standing over you with the "pee cup" to the potty yelling "I did it Mama I did it". (My eyes crusted shut with sleep and drool on my face "Yay Nonny Yay!! Please go back to bed". No such luck...
let me also mention I understand why all those potty training books said NOT to use the "bribe system". Alanna has mastered turning off her pee so she can stretch it out into five different trips to the potty so that she can get "treasures". That means each of those 5 mini trips will require me yelling "no!! No!! don't bring the pee downstairs", Only to be greeted a few seconds later with her and the pee cup in tow. (and a Yay Nonny Yay!!) Did I mention it's only 9 am? Yeah, 9 am where the hell are my Monster Energy Drinks and Iced Coffee? Got a feeling it's gonna be a long one today.
Oh yeah, how can I forget? We also got to play a new game last night called "What did Alanna put in the toilet?" This consisted of my husband using the bathroom..flushing it.. and then finding out that something was in there and it was going to overflow. This time the answer to "what did Alanna put in the potty?" was TEN BABYWIPES... I'm sure as her fascination with this whole potty thing grows larger so will the items she attempts to flush down the toilet. This is another one of those incidents that remind how lucky I am to have the hubby, I don't have to unplug toilets or clean up vomit, (animal or child).
I saw a website for some lady that claims she sells books and stuff that will teach you how to potty train your kid in 3 days I am considering shipping my kid to her for 3 days and see how successful she feels when she realizes she and her books are a big bunch of bullshit.
They say no kid has ever entered college still peeing their pants, well I guess that's to be seen. The positive side of it is that Nonny will probably not have guys beating down our door to take her out when she's older since I don't think there is a big demand for pretty 20 year old's who wear pullups.
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