Posts Tagged ‘Potty Training’
Adventures in Potty Training
Teresa:
My son Brenden is now six and I’ve always heard it’s easier with girls than it is with boys. Brenden was easy when it came to going pee, but pooping was a totally different story. It took a lot of patience, reading books for an hour at a time while sitting on a stool in the bathroom, and then finally the bribe of a set of Superman pajamas to get him to poop in the potty. We haven’t got a lot of advice from other parents, so I’ve kinda taken to it like potty training a puppy. We let Delaney run around the house naked, which she absolutely loves. She likes to “shaky booty” as she calls it and will run around the house singing at the top of her lungs, “Shaky boooooty, shaky booooooty!” She’s figured out what it feels like to need to go potty, so she’ll tell us when it’s time. That gets us about halfway through, but, when it comes to actually going potty, she sits on the potty, uses toilet paper and flushes, but has yet to actually put something in the potty J She’ll say she’s done and then about 2 minutes later ask for a diaper. She absolutely is her mother’s daughter and loves chocolate, so I’m thinking it may take me sitting in the bathroom with a handful of M&M’s in order to get her to actually get up the courage to tinkle in the appropriate place. She just turned two, so I’m not in a big rush right now to get her potty trained.
On a side note, we had our first really good terrible-two-tantrum last night. We were all sitting down at the dinner table eating pork and green beans. Brenden’s a very good eater, but Delaney’s just starting to figure out the rules when it comes to dinner time, i.e.; you don’t get dessert unless you finish your dinner. Now Delaney has always liked pork in the past, but for whatever two-year-old reason last night, she decided she didn’t. She would chew and chew and chew and then look to see if we were watching and then spit it back out onto her plate. Brenden finished all his dinner, so I thought it might be an incentive if I made Brenden‘s dessert so she could have a goal to reach for. As Brenden relished his dessert of banana pudding with bananas on top (Laney’s favorite fruit), you could see the wheels spinning. She would take more bites, eventually cramming her mouth full of pork, but then spitting it out on her plate. I then decided to make her dessert and set it on the table within sight, but just out of reach. We went through this several times until my husband finally decided enough was enough and moved Laney’s dessert up to the counter. He asked her several times if she wanted to finish her dinner and through her tears she sobbed “no” and was again told she could not have her dessert. After a few minutes of this dialogue, the first blood curdling scream came. And then came the pounding of feet on the linoleum floor, and some more screaming and sobbing. Then she cried, “Mooooommm!” I came around the corner and the look in my eyes must have said, “I’m not giving you dessert either” because she saw me, ran right passed me, laid her head on the bottom step of the stairs and started crying for her Nana, which is what she calls my mother-in-law. It was so hard not to laugh, but hopefully we won’t have too many of those before she figures out rules are rules. I can only laugh so many times before it’s not funny anymore J
Yvonne:
Potty training. isn’t happening. yet. 
Aspen was recently diagnosed with Celiac Disease after months and months of terrible, awful, disgusting blow out diapers. My husband and I had decided that we wouldn’t even begin to attempt potty training until those out of control diapers started getting better. Well, its been 2 1/2 months on her gluten-free diet and we haven’t had a nasty diaper like she’d been having in just over a month. So, I guess its time to start getting ready for it.
The thing is, I REALLY would LOVE to not have two children in diapers. That would be fantastic. But I am not ready for potty training. Aspen is showing signs of beginning to be ready: she takes her diaper off and asks to go potty. She has actually peed on the potty a couple times in the last week, but really she just likes to sit on it and talk to us. But she is showing an interest. She also reaches for the wipes to wipe her own bum when we are changing diapers. She talks about pee-pee and poop all the time. She lets me know when she’s gone in her diaper. So she is definitely starting to show signs of readiness. So maybe this week we’ll take her to get a potty chair. And some potty books.
