At what point do most parents just throw their hands up and say “FINE! Just pee in your diaper!?” That’s me today. I am SO OVER POTTY TRAINING! I honestly am not sure I am going to survive this stage. Unfortunately for me I am a perfectionist and would rather do everything myself but this is one thing I cannot control. I can attempt to manipulate every direction but it’s not up to me. It’s up to Reagan and that is driving me bananas.
For the past month we have been working hard to get Reagan out of diapers. She showed all the signs and interest and has been doing amazing. Only a couple accidents in her pull up here and there. We still have to ask her if she needs to go potty and most of the time she’ll say no or try to get out of it but when coaxed she will run to the bathroom and go. We give her treats, lots of praise and encouragement and she loves it. Every time she runs out of the bathroom after having gone she runs right up to me or to dad (whichever parent wasn’t with her) exclaims “I went potty!” and gives us a big hug. She definitely knows when she has to go number two because she stops everything and runs to the bathroom. She won’t poop in her pull up but pee, that’s a different story on occasion.
In the mix of the past month Reagan has been in daycare twice a week, stayed overnights with her grandparents and we have been on the road a lot! Daycare tries to encourage Reagan to use the potty when she can. They have to be cautious of their teacher to toddler ratio and because most days are slammed with kids Reagan still ends up wetting her diapers. She is not allowed to be out of diapers in her toddler room unless she is completely potty trained. When she is at her grandparents she gets lazy. I think it’s the laziness that is really getting to me.
Just this morning after I got back from my run she comes downstairs to welcome me back and starts running around the house. Brian mentions she had gone potty when she got up and her night diaper, like usual, was dry. She had drank an entire glass of milk and I asked her if she needed to go potty. She tells me no and continues running around the house. All the sudden she stops dancing in circles and runs into the kitchen where the half bath is. I hear nothing for about ten seconds so I get up to check on her. She is standing outside the bathroom door, peeing in her pull up! SERIOUSLY? She’s in front of the bathroom door!!
I didn’t even get mad at her because I was so annoyed and didn’t want to lash out. I am not feeling that great today and the last thing I needed was to scream at my child and have my husband irritated with me because I couldn’t keep it together. So I said nothing, changed her into a new pull up and walked away. She could tell I was disappointed. She saw it all over my face. She runs to Brian crying because she tripped over her own feet on the way out of the bathroom and she could tell mommy wasn’t happy. She buries her head into his shoulder like the whole world is against her. He pats her back and strokes her hair and assures her everything is going to be fine all the while I am steaming out of my head I am so mad.
She knows what to do, she’s been great at it. But why is she so lazy? Maybe I shouldn’t be using pull ups because it’s a safety mechanism for her. My mother bought her little panties and maybe I just need to start putting her in those. Although yesterday she pulled one of out the laundry basket, put it on after she pulled off her pull up, ran around the house for about an hour in them and then peed on the kitchen floor right through them. Brian caught her so it wasn’t a huge mess and threw her on the potty but still…really? Five feet from the bathroom door.
What am I doing wrong? Am I going to survive this stage without killing my child or husband?