First, we are exhausted. Day 2 was not the success we had on Day 1. Miss H’s stubborn streak came out full force. I think she was tired of hearing us say, ‘Tell us when you need to use the potty.’ Frankly, we were tired of saying it. So, then she would scream, ‘NO POTTY! I AM FINE!’
And, then she would pee on the kitchen floor. This was all before lunch on Saturday. By the end of the day, we were worn down.
I got in touch with two of my good friends and asked their advice. The first one said, ‘potty training is the worst. The first time we attempted it was such a failure that we put the diapers back on.’ Thinking I would get better advice from my other friend, I was not prepared for her statement of, ‘it was the darkest period of my life. A three year old outsmarted me and totally broke me.’ Now, both of these friends have potty trained children who seem totally normal so they had to do something right. Neither one of them had any good advice but said to stick with it.
Then Miss H in full protest of the whole potty training adventure decided to just hold it. She held it from 9pm on Saturday until noon on Sunday. Yep, that’s right, that little bladder is pretty strong.
At this point on Sunday, breaking all the rules of the boot camp, we just stopped talking about the potty and decided to go about our normal day. We went to visit friends who just had a baby. We went to Target. Miss H was holding it again.
One of my friends mentioned above was having a cookout so we decided to chance it and head over to her house. She understood our stress. She showed Miss H were the potty was and opened the bathroom cabinet to reveal a trove of stickers. We enjoyed nice company, food and others stories of potty training. After doing her ‘I have to potty dance,’ around the living room, Miss H announced she needed to potty. The whole group erupted in applause and off she ran to the bathroom. And, she did go. When I gave the thumbs up to the group, another round of applause erupted. Our daughter is a total ham so this was well received. Plus, she got stickers. Kerry and I looked at each other and just laughed. We were not total failures as parents.
Today on Day 4, we are cautiously optimistic about her progress. She tells us when she needs to go and we are not harassing her with the constant inquiries about the potty. It seems to be working. And, she loves that every time she goes to the potty that she gets some type of toy/treat/sticker and lots of clapping. The bribery method seems to be working for us.
Mom stopped by on her way back from North Carolina with an East Carolina sweatshirt for Miss H. She loves the purple!
all three of us 