previous entry :: next entry

Potty Training Week 3

Once upon a time we had a 15 month old how hated diaper changes. Once upon a time we had a 2 year old who knew when he needed to pee. Once upon a time we had a 3 year old who felt he was now old enough and potty trained well enough that he didn't always need to stop playing just because his body needed (this didn't always end well). That once upon a time was never Liam. AND YET, somehow we (I) still thought the whole cold turkey potty training thing would work. As long as we waited for Liam to show us he was ready. Which it turned out is a lot less fun when after age three he was still now showing any signs of interest or readiness. This time it was Tim who put his foot down - he was tired of diaper changes. Because we couldn't take three days off (or count on a snow storm for days off) we started on a Monday and figured we'd make the start of potty training his teachers' problem. It didn't go well. Liam was super excited about his cotton undies and happy to wear them, but that didn't mean he was tuned in to his body in the slightest. Accidents were common at home (not a problem, but not leading to new understand, so in the end just unhelpful mess) and no activity was happening at school. Oh, and of course we chose to start a week when Liam was already constipated. Oops. No wonder he couldn't tell what his body was up to.

And so, this mama who was crazy enough to switch back to cloth diapers after baby #2 became a toddler, who potty trained the first kiddo as a money saving activity, who was convinced that we'd just use the potties and seats and undies we had and not need to invest any financial resources in this new waste management endeavor, is now buying pull-ups. And bribes. Or "celebrations" as we call them. Lego guys at home (knock-off lego guys) and a new hot wheels car on the way home from school for a day with potty activity (no celebration if there is no potty activity - he can have as many accidents as he needs but I'm not going to celebrate holding it in all day).

After some help from miralax, I think we're making progress. Pull-ups never would have worked for Nathan (why stop playing if you don't have to?) but Liam wants to keep them clean and they remove the stress of lots of messes, so I guess it's working for now. So once again we are reminded that every child is different. And now we know how spoiled we were with potty training the first time.

post a comment

remember name and website
previous entry :: next entry