Little man is still in diapers. I'm overwhelmed with the idea of potty training him because of how many people we have to coordinate in his life to be dutifully consistent with his training.
The adventures began a few months ago, and have been on and off since then. There's days when I'm all about trying to get him to go on the toilet. Then, there's days where I just don't want to think about it. Truth is, changing his diaper is routine. I can handle routine. Change is where I get all twisted up. Don't get me wrong. I'd LOVE to not have to buy diapers anymore. I'd LOVE if I didn't have to worry about bringing enough fresh diapers everywhere I go. I'd LOVE to not have to worry about those times I'm fighting with him to sit still so I can wipe his poopy butt... trust me.
However...slowly but surely, we are progressing. There are times I know he will at least TRY to go potty on the toilet. After waking up, before bathtime...basically anytime a routine starts. But his life is far from routine - having to go between me, my mom, the sitter, and his dad... there's a normal routine but it's not normal every day. I've been thankful that he's not been so rigid in his need for routine so far. Though, it's getting harder and harder because he really does need a routine and when it gets thrown off, I can tell. He's always crabbier and more prone to having separation anxiety. I have major mom guilt about that...
He's a doll about saying "I have to potty" when he feels like it. He's actually quite good about it...when he's naked. Most of the time he even makes it to the toilet himself. We've had a few accidents on the way. But that's it. Put big boy undies on him and that goes out the window. No more "I have to potty"... more "uh oh I peeps". Put him in a pull up and it's basically like a diaper where he doesn't say a word about being wet. He doesn't seem to mind one iota that his diaper is full. The only difference with a pull up is he'll go running around pointing at his crotch and exclaiming "look lightning mcqueen on my diaper!"
So we are moving along, but how do I know when he's ready to be pushed over the line? How do I coordinate everyone's efforts to get him to use the toilet when everyone has their own personal agendas?
Every once in a while, there's a major win. Once, he yelled "I have to potty!", ran to the bathroom, and waited until I came to take his diaper off and help him up on the toilet. The other day he told the sitter "I want go poopoo on the potty" and he did!!! Ah, proud moments. I shall cling to those moments every time he has an accident because he is learning... but sometimes..."i peeps on your bed mommy" is not what I want to hear...
How long is this suppose to last??
