Friday, November 02, 2007

Boot Camp: Day One

Well, it has begun. Potty training boot camp that is. And this MUST be what hell is like. I suppose it could have been worse. Anna could have pottied in her panties and on the floor every time she needed to. But there were two times that she actually went in the potty. The rest of the times played out mostly like this:

Mommy: Anna, do you need to go potty?

Anna: Nope.

Mommy (a few minutes later): Anna, do you need to potty?

Anna: No.

(Mommy then turns her back for a second)

Anna: Mommy, I tee-teed! (in her panties and on the floor)

We went to Chic-Fil-A for a quick lunch...go it to-go of course. Anna was in panties and I wasn't ABOUT to have an accident inside the place. We came home and I got her out of the car. I asked her if she needed to potty, she said "yeah" so we came in quickly and as soon as we got into the back door, she let it go. She didn't make it. But at least she told me. So that was ok.

The only times I really caught her were just plain luck, I think. I put her down for a nap in a diaper just in case. She woke up with a dry diaper and I asked if she needed to go potty. She didn't really answer, but I put her on it anyway. She instantly went. Hallelujah! There is some hope! By then I was already frustrated and thought this boot camp thing would never work. But you know me...I'm not patient at all. I had to remind myself that it was only halfway into the first day almost every 5 minutes. The other time involved a little luck (I think) and hopefully a little experience...from the both of us. I settled her into bed after another accident just before putting her diaper on for the night. I smelled something not so pleasant from under the covers. She had not pooped all day and I know she sucked it all back in a couple of times when I caught her in a mid-squat, red face position. So when I smelled the unpleasant smell, I asked her if she was poopy. She said no, but then said, "Mommy, I'ana go potty." Another Hallelujah! But then I came back to earth and thought that this would be another 20 minute pep talk while she made faces at me while sitting on the potty...and never doing anything. I ripped her out of bed and shucked her pants and diaper. She sat and sat complaining, "Mommy, my tummy hurts!" Um, yeah...ya think? After a little while of sitting she FINALLY pooped. An almost adult sized poop folks! This thing made a mean splash! Ha! But Hallelujah! "Mommy, I feel better" she said. Um, yeah...ya think? So she's back in bed now. Day One complete. They say this could take up to 2 whole weeks for them to really get it and be consistent. We'll see how tomorrow goes.

I'm off to do an almost full load of laundry...all pee soaked panties, pants, shorts, and towels.

1 comment:

Jen said...

Hey, don't ask her if she needs to go - just take her every hour for a while until you figure out how long she can wait, then stretch it out two hours if you can, or cut it back to every thirty minutes if she is still having accidents. Just say "It's time to go potty!" and don't take no for an answer. You'll feel like you're taking her all the time, but she'll get the idea pretty quick. At first, I think it should be called "Parent Potty Training" because you're the one having to remember . . . but she'll get it soon. Glad I have this part over with at my house . . . good luck!