My younger son seems to be well on his way to being potty trained! He does great when we are home, & we are working on being able to be out & about & distracted now too.
I tried everything to convince my three-year-old son to give up his diapers, but I should have known I was doomed the moment my son first looked at the frog-shaped potty and ran away screaming.
As a parent, I'd like to think there are no limits to the things I would do for my 2-year-old son. But that's just something we say. Those limits are there. They are important. My kid is giving me reasons I didn't know existed to be anxious about his potty training.
Just the thought of the dreaded P word (poop, pee, potty... take your pick) is enough to send parental stress levels soaring. At least that's how parents of toddlers used to feel. Have no fear, though, those worries are a thing of the past. I've got you covered.
I've finally come to understand the basic connection between grandparents and tiny grandchildren: diapers. They really want to get out of them, and we fervently hope never to get into them.
Buy chocolate treats to encourage your child to use the potty. When they refuse to pee or poop on the potty, eat the treats yourself. You deserve a reward for not going insane!
Of all the things I do as a mother, potty training is right up there as one of my least favorite tasks. The whining, the begging, the pleading... and then there's the kid.
While some may think getting someone to "do their business" in a toilet is simple, parents know it is anything but (no pun intended).
Yep, potty training blows. But take heart! The key is to find what works for you, and not determine your successes or failures based on someone else's opinion of how potty training should be.
The thrill of a successful trip to the potty rivals that of your first kiss, getting a work promotion and winning the lottery -- combined.
Potty training your baby means that you're in direct competition with your sister-in-law, your neighbor and moms on sitcoms. And your mother, 30 years ago. (Spoiler alert: You lose.)
Left to his own devices, my toddler would gladly flush everything from his rubber duckies to his sister's toothbrush down the toilet.
You deserve an award for not evicting what is surely the world's worst houseguest. Acknowledge that, and instead of beating yourself up for feeling the way anybody would feel if a fellow human had just literally sh*t all over them, pat yourself on the back.
Just because you luxuriated in your potty training genius with one kid doesn't mean the next kid will be an equal boost to your ego.
People often ask me what it's like having four kids. After I finish my third cup of very strong coffee, I put the cup down gravely, usually stare off into space from fatigue for a few moments, and then answer thusly, "I pick my own battles."
If your resolution was to be a little more zen about the whole parenting thing this year, we think these stories will give you a good boost of morale to keep going and remember that you're an awesome parent!