Monday, August 31, 2009


I've had a feeling for awhile that potty training might be my demise. One, because I have no idea what I'm doing as it relates to potty training. Two, I think I might secretly prefer changing diapers to the inevitable flux period where accidents occur and immediate access to rest rooms are necessary. Three, Rolo is scared of his own poo, something I think I've mentioned. Four, he potty his has is the trainer kind that sits on the floor (he, up until this weekend, seemed afraid of sitting up on regular potty) and, you know what's not so nice about those ones? After your kid goes, you've got to empty and clean them. Have I mentioned my kid's poop is not solid? So, I do not anticipate this going well at all.

Regardless, he has several "potty" books that we read regularly, trying to get him used to the idea that everyone poops. Awhile back, we took him to pick out his own potty. He has, on rare occasions, sat on it, but never with any success (although I make sure to commend him for sitting on it anyway). I never force the issue.

Over the last two weeks, he's pooped in the tub 3 times. I have no idea why. The last time he did, Ron was bathing him and Ron got the impression that Rolo knew he was going to poop before he did. So we both told him it was okay and that soon he'd be going in the potty. We bathe him in our upstairs bathroom, where we do not have "his" potty. That bathroom is pretty small, so I suggested to Rolo that we go pick out a potty seat to go on Mama and Daddy's potty so he could use either bathroom. Surprisingly, Rolo seemed pretty excited about the prospect of picking out a new potty seat. We looked at a few versions online and Rolo woke up the next morning asking "Poo-poo? We go pick out potty?"

So we headed to Babies R Us and Rolo picked out the Elmo potty cover. I knew the splash guard was too low for a boy, but I am willing to deal with that for now if Elmo gets him to use the potty.
Anyway, he was ridiculously excited to bring it to the upstairs bathroom and wanted to use it immediately. I figured, hell why not? And don't you know, he sat on that potty for almost a half an hour? Now, in case you're not aware of this, a half an hour is FOREVER in toddler time. To boot, he pooped. Right there in the potty. Was totally aware of what he was doing, saying "Oh! I go poo poo!" Wasn't freaked out at all. In fact afterwards he waved his hands in the air excitedly and said "I did it!" We did a happy dance and went out to dinner to celebrate where Rolo was allowed to have a dinner that consisted mostly of french fries (and was he ever happy about that since he and french fries rarely cross paths).

Interestingly, he doesn't necessarily like to talk about his first potty success. He didn't want to tell Ron himself. But if you say, "Did you use the potty like a big boy?", he gets the biggest smile and tells you yes. He's obviously proud, but he's still shy about talking about it. The next morning when he woke up he said, "I sit on potty?" So, for another 20 minutes we sat on the potty. He didn't go again, but I'm impressed that he sat there for that long.

So, the long and short of it is Rolo is still in diapers, but had one successful trip to the potty. It may have been a fluke but at least he's getting the idea and showing interest. Doesn't hurt that he's starting in a new classroom at school today and they're going to really emphasis using the potty (sticker charts and all that). So, we'll see. This is a start.

Also, in case you don't know me in real life or on Facebook, I'm knocked up again and due in January. That's a story for another day. But because of that, I've resigned myself to the fact I've either got to get Rolo potty trained early this fall or wait until well after the new baby is born.

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