You may remember when I decided it was time to start potty training. That literally ended the day after that post. We were sitting for thirty minutes on the potty with stickers and books. Then she would pee. With our cruise coming up, I was pushing to get us potty trained sooner than necessary. Truth be told--it was because you can't swim in the pool on the cruise ship unless you're potty trained. We didn't swim in the pool while there (well, we snuck her in once during formal night!) and we didn't regret it. With three major fundraisers and a mound of work, I decided September and October were not prime times for me to tackle potty training.
Then came our transition into the two year old class at school. I didn't blog about it, but it was just a bit traumatic for us all. Instead of the two week long transition we were promised and expecting, Maggie was pulled from the toddler class instantly and put into the two year old room. The reason? A red-headed twenty month old little girl biting my daughter. Five times in like a few weeks. Poor Maggie was her target and she was biting her all over!! Small of her back, under her arm, near her face... So, on to the two year old room to give Maggie some separation. It was rough. She cried when we mentioned school. Cried when we went near school. Even cried at the school fall festival to trick or treat and have family fun because it was AT the school. It was awful.
But then she fell in love with her teacher and a little boy in class. Then she made friends, and just last week starting to happily say, "bye bye Mama" as I was dropping off (instead of the look she gave that conveyed that I was truly breaking her heart into a million pieces by dropping her off at school). Her teacher decided to start working with her to see if there was a potty interest. There was. Within two days, Maggie was peeing on the potty every time, though still in diapers. Last weekend, she didn't have but one accident, stayed dry, and even told me when she wanted to potty in the middle of Gymboree class. Sunday, we bought panties. "Melmo" and "pincess" panties, to be exact.
And since then, we have had very few accidents, and none in the last three days!! She has been dry through nap in her panties, and even POOPED on the potty everyday.
Oh yeah, my kid rocks. She is SO proud of herself and her potty accomplishments, waving "Bye bye Maggie's pee-pee" each and every time she flushes the potty. She has no issue with the public potty at Kohl's, Gymboree, or even the restaurant we went to with Andrew's family last weekend. Yep--rocks.
Here's my only dilema--in an effort to continue to encourage our potty success, I really don't want to have to put her in diapers or pull ups (we've done this without pullups and really don't want to use them--aren't they kind of just glorified diapers??). So, we have our photo session this Sunday with Sugar Photography . Do I put her in a diaper and not worry about it? Or, do I go the route of being a bit tacky and BRING the potty with me to Deep Ellum for our photo session?? Andrew is a bit horrified, I think, that I am leaning towards bringing the potty with me. Sounds like the plan to me. "Is that too tacky," I asked Deb. Not if I keep it in the car and only do it when we first arrive, she told me. I posed the same question to Angela tonight at dinner and got a different answer. They used to keep a potty strapped to the bed of the truck when Joey was little, so she of course, thought I should not only bring the potty, but carry it with us. Oh, what to do??
Sad, but besides working, this has absolutely consumed me! If you have made it through a conversation with me that didn't even going "pee-pee on the potty," you're one of the few.
This weekend, the rockstar and I have lots of fun planned, with two playdates, Gymboree class, and our photo session. Think I am trying to make it up to her for being away a few nights this week? You betcha!!
I'm off to dream about the potty. Have a wonderful weekend!