I've half-heartedly been trying to potty train Baby. This time around I don't want the power struggle so we're taking it at her pace. She knows all the mechanics, she even willingly washes her hands. The problem is that she only farts when she sits on the potty. Until yesterday.
DH and I had a foster class in the afternoon so I took Baby to a friend's house for babysitting. When I dropped her off I took her into the bathroom to do a quick diaper change before I left. While in there Baby wanted to use the potty, I said sure. SHE ACTUALLY TINKLED! It was very exciting! While my friend, her mom, and I were whooping it up and praising Baby she just looked at us like it was no big deal.
The thing I'm amazed at is that she went when we weren't even trying. I hadn't asked if she needed to go, no recent potty talks, nothing. It just happened. I think that happens in my life as a mother more often than I'd like to admit. I can push to try and make things happen, stressing everyone in the process, but it just happens when it happens. There's no pushing the timetable.
The follow-up is that today nothing was produced on the potty. Instead she farted in my face when I changed her poopy diaper.
Being a mom is so glamorous.
Good luck! We're also working on potty training--so far it's been a long process, but the rewards are gradually coming more frequently.
Posted by: Gretchen | April 21, 2010 at 01:32 AM
This post made me smile. You're right - being a mom is so glamorous (as I sit in my jeans and teeshirt, both of which have food courtesy of the 4-year-old on them).
Posted by: Amanda D | April 21, 2010 at 10:43 PM