Monday, November 19, 2007

Who's Training Who?


Potty Everywhere.
Hold it! Wait! Uh Oh...Change Clothes.
Look at Mommy Run!

I started potty training Saturday morning with Ally. It was a disaster. In undies all morning and not once went potty on her toilet. We'd sit on there for 30 min. at a time, reading books, playing board games, just trying to get her to relax and go. Never Happened.
She even asked for her diaper once just before a big spill, so I knew she was just very worried about going on the pot. The only time I ever grab her and whisk her off to the toilet is when I could tell she is pooping, and she'd fight it tooth and nail. So as far as she knew, she just didn't want to have anything to do with this toilet business.
We didn't try at all yesterday, we were just very busy and out alot. So today was ground zero again.
Started right away with her special undies, and gave her a big glass of milk. That'll do the trick, right?? :) Well, it did. She held it longer than I thought she could, but finally, enticed by a tootsie roll, she pottied in her toilet! Three times by 10 o'clock, and no accidents! So three tootsie rolls in the AM, and with a dry diaper and a big potty after her nap, a lollipop in hand, we decide to brave the park.
-oh, and she was one proud potty girl!-

We arrive at the park and she takes off running full force for the swings. She got about 8 feet from them and stopped dead in her tracks and look at her feet. Poor thing was so excited about her swings that she forgot all about this potty business!
So I change her into one of the three extra shorts and undies I brought, get her cleaned up, had her sit on the potty (yes, I brought it to the park!) just to make sure she was finished, and off she goes. This time for a slide. She gets to the edge of the slide and stops...and does the oh-so-common "potty grab".
Now I had just barely recovered from the first episode. I had JUST made it to the table with our group of friends and unloaded the potty, the newly wet clothes, some craft supplies (including a dozen loose feather headbands), our backpack and wipes container, all of which I somehow had balanced in my two arms.
So I do what any other training mom would do, right? I lunge off the bench for the potty, ready to head her way. I'm yelling, "I'm coming, A!", "Don't potty, Mama's coming!"
Well, this was a great plan. What I didn't plan on was the darn seat falling apart when I grabbed it. The lid flipped off. I struggled to juggle it while trying to slow my momentum. The basin fell out. The top half of my body is quickly getting ahead of my lower half, seeing how my lower half is being slowed up by the quicksand-like park pebbles, and the toilet I'm trying to hurdle! All I can see is gravel, and somewhere shortly after imagining explaining my roadrash face over the Thanksgiving Break....I slide in next to A, whisk her shorts down, and plop her on the pot. Right in the middle of the playground.
Luckily all her bodily functions seemed to halt during the commotion, and we made it in the potty!
Whew! All in a days work, right?
Actually, two false alarms later, I've decided she just like to see how fast she can make me jump. I'm like Pavlov's dogs now-I see any sort of pause or grab and I jump-it's relfex, I tell you!
Hey-one little accident after we got home, but she had an AWESOME day!! Off to a great start!


A's Momma said...

Love the play-by-play!!! Way to go Ally:)

Grammy said...

Too bad someone didn't get that on tape, we'd have a prize winning video! lol She was so precious when she called to say she had used the potty and bragging about her candy!I know she is going to do just fine and you will probably lose a pound or two being on the run. And it is so sweet that Emma is so proud of her when she uses her potty. I am so proud of her!!!

Mihills Family Blog said...

That's hysterical. I agree with grammy....if you had gotten that on video you would have been a winner on America's Funniest!!

Aunt Deb

Kitty said...

I got a good laugh from this. Scott and Laurie are going through the same thing with Megan. She tells you when she is done, and will sit on the potty chair for a long time reading books, then get up and wet. Patience and persevance.