Two weeks ago on a dreary Monday morning, we were stuck inside once again due to the non-spring weather and I was searching for something I could do with the kids to pass the time. Then I got a genius idea. Why not potty train Brock today!
WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY????!!!!!!!
Potty training is not all my mom cracked it up to be. I'm pretty sure I don't have the same amount of drive and determination as my mom because she potty trained all of her children, save one (which would be 6 children) at the age of 18 months - in ONE day. One day people.I have to say the first 3-5 days were the hardest. The first day or two I was taking him to the bathroom every 10-15 minutes and the days following that I started being able to stretch it out to every 20-25 minutes. I think by day 3 I was ready to quit. It's not that he was having accidents or not doing well, cause he was accident free and loving it, but it was more the fact that it was consuming my entire life and I didn't have time to eat, think, or take myself to the bathroom. Poor Sophie was probably feeling very neglected that first week too.
Did she complain?
Of course not.
But I of course did. So here is the progress report: After two weeks of potty training he is now going potty every 45-60 mins (and occasionally slightly longer) he wears a pull-up while he sleeps, although his naptime pull-up is starting to be dry when he wakes up. He will go #2 in the toilet if I can magically sense that he needs to go and I wait with him on the toilet for about 30 minutes. There has been an instance or two when he has told me that he needed to go potty (haaaaallelujah!!) and luckily he didn't have any accidents during church on Sunday because I was really worried about that.
So really, he has been doing a great job, I think I just didn't understand before we started on this little journey of potty training that in the beginning, it requires more discipline of the potty trainer (me) than the potty trainee. And also that it would be nice if all toilets had a built in peepee teepee to stop the "over-spray" if you will. I can not tell you how many outfit changes we've had to do because of that one. Over all, I am happy with his progress and I'm glad to have him out of diapers just in time for Sophie's new solid-food diapers to start getting heinous. I love my kiddos!
