About a month ago she asked at my mom’s house if she could go “peepy potty” and continued to ask a few more times that week. I didn’t want to push the idea since she was not even 2 yet and decided to wait and see what she was going to do. I got a treasure box and filled it with little prizes, got stickers and made a chart to see what would happen if I gave her stickers and a prize for going on the potty. My Aunt suggested that we wrap the prizes. I didn’t originally do this, but Baby Bear got picky when the treasure box started to empty out and she would take a lot of time choosing. I decided to wrap the presents and it has made things more fun and fast. We also started adding a book at bedtime about using the potty she she got the idea of what she needed to do. (more…)
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July was a busy month for us, with Eric’s birthday, some ridiculous heat, and the majority of Danny’s summer school. At the end of it, however, we undertook our craziest part of this summer: potty training Danny.
Now, at nearly 4 and a half, it seems like he’s a bit old to be in pull-ups. That is true. I’ve had comments from people about the fact that he’s still in pull-ups. I’ve had people ask why he doesn’t potty. I’ve seen kids half his size and age going to the bathroom on their own. It’s been…a negative experience, to say the least. But, with his delays and issues, it just never presented itself.
Finally, I realized that – like many things – he is not going to “just get it.” That’s all the advice I kept getting: one day it will click. He’ll do it when he’s ready. Well, honestly, Danny may never have decided he was ready. I had to push him, so push I did.
First, I tried the old “take him to the potty every 10 minutes” routine. That was a horrible failure. He had no idea (more…)
This article is far from a” how to” train your child to potty train in one day or in one week. Everytime I read articles like that I would have to chuckle because in the midst of our battle it just seemed funny to be able to train a child in one day (though I know it has happened to some lucky parent).
We hope that this is an encouragement for caretakers who have children who just can’t stay dry at night and or parents whose children suffer from Enuresis. This long journey began for us on March 22nd when he turned 2, everything that I read said that between the ages of 2-3 you can introduce potty training with some exceptions. Soon I found out that my son was the exception. We tried all sorts of tricks (more…)
Bedtime was swiftly approaching, and Hobie’s diapers were still cycling through the dryer. After quite the week with serious school struggles between myself and a certain Ibis, and a Monday holiday and Tuesday spent mostly away from home, I was running a little behind on the laundry. So Hobie was running around in the nude (like you’ve never had nude toddlers in your house), and I was enjoying a few minutes with Facebook, reading all the happy success stories of my friends’ kids doing happy successful things in their potties. I turned around, and there was Hobie, standing over a suspicious brown lump on the rug, completely mortified. Of course, he had no clue that said brown lump had been deposited there by he himself. Ten minutes later, the initial spot on the rug, the other spot on the rug that occurred as he plopped down [ahem] still a mess to play while I was doing my best impression of a panicked octopus (the 8 legs part, not the ink part), Hobie, the changing table, and I were once again cleaned up and ready for take two. No pun intended.
|Let’s pretend these are his Thomas jammies|
I’ll be honest, I was not looking forward to potty training. I mean, honestly changing diapers was FINE with me…but I knew we needed to do it eventually.
Last summer (2010) while in Hawaii, E was showing interest in the potty (at 21 months), so we bought her a potty when we got home and just set it up for her with no pressure. We got all excited and talked about going in the potty, etc. Eventually, she started going in the potty…once in a while. This continued for several months. Then, for Christmas last year, we also got her Karen Katz’ A Potty For Me!, and started reading it often.
Long story short: She just wasn’t that into the potty.
Fast forward to several weeks ago, when we realized that she was going to be turning three soon, so I decided we needed to buckle down and get it done. So we picked a weekend, started it and….
She got pneumonia. We were like, “SERIOUSLY?” So we had to put the potty training on hold for a couple weeks. Then, a couple weeks ago, I asked my husband to find this thing I had heard about, a “Potty Watch.” We could try that, because our E was not going to pee in the potty just to make us happy
So he picked it up (we got this one, to the left, from Potty Time Inc ), and E came home and excitedly showed me the watch (that she had made daddy open right away). We immediately put her in underwear, set the watch to alarm every 30 minutes, and..
BAM! The girl was peeing in the potty! And she was excited about it!
We used the potty watch for two weeks, and now my daughter is day-potty trained (pee only). We paired the watch with a sticker chart I made her…She got one sticker for trying, two for actually going, and three for going potty on her own without the watch alarming. We made her try every 30 minutes for a little over a week, and then after that when it alarmed, I would just ask her, “Do you need to go potty?” She would say yes or no. After about a week of that, we just turned it off.
The Potty Watch+Sticker chart=FINALLY POTTY TRAINED! This week, we are going to start enforcing number two on the potty. She is still in diapers at night and naps, but that is FINE for now.
So, if you have a toddler or preschooler who you think is ready but is still resistant, I highly recommend the potty watch. And no, I am not receiving anything from the potty watch people for recommending their product nor did we get it for free. I just wanted to share how we finally got our daughter to potty train
Well, it’s time. It’s time for Miss. Lo to get with the program and kick the diaper habit. I am a firm believer to let your kids tell you when they’re ready, but Lo is head strong and also not a fan of undies. She’s a diaper fan. If asked if she wants to sit on the potty, she answers, “Um, no. Not today.” Then she saunters off to destroy something. We have had some luck this past week, when she actually agreed to go diaperless and has actually peed on the potty. I’m consistent; every day when we get home from dropping Lex off at school, I ask her to take her diaper off and then tell her to use the potty if she needs to. Here’s the problem: some days she flat out refuses to do it. She will take her diaper off, but then throw a fit to have it back on, and she refuses to use the potty. I have no idea what to do about this. She is 3, and all my kids have been potty trained by 3 1/2, but I have a feeling she will be the problem child. And I tell you what, I am all set with diapers. DONE! I don’t ever want to buy them again.
I’m a nervous wreck thinking about having her in diapers past 3 1/2. It just can’t be that she refuses to use the potty. She knows exactly what it is and how to do it and when she has to go, but she hates it and has said “NO!” The other day, she didn’t even say no, she just went and got a diaper and said, “Here. Put this on me.” WTH, kid?! I just… I don’t know what to do. I don’t pressure her, I don’t insist she do it, I don’t yell. I tried treats and stickers and rewards and well, she is just not having it. So I’m giving up. I will still pull the potty out and take her diaper off, but I won’t fight her. I hope she decides to just do it on her like the other two. Because honestly, giving her a treat and saying, “Good job, Lo! You’re such a good girl!” just makes me feel like I’m treating her like one of my dogs, and that’s just no good. So feel free to leave your advice or dark humor or just tell me I’m not alone!!!!
Before I get into my adorable daughter and our newest potty training update, I have to tell you something. I think I might be slightly crazy. I have weird and random dreams a lot. Sometimes I dream about weird ways my day will go when I wake up. I’ve had dreams about getting horrible rejection letters from calls I apply to. I dream about whacky conversations I have with people online. I also tend to dream about just stupid things in regards to John and I.
Last night, I had a dream that I woke up this morning and had like 100 hate comments about my blog post I did yesterday about not wanting any more kids. I mean they got nasty, and some people were even saying I shouldn’t have the three I have since I didn’t want them. They were threatening to come kidnap my kids, and they were going to hurt me. All sorts of crazy things. So I woke up this morning at 5, ran to my computer, turned it on, and went and checked my blog. Of course, there were no hate comments. lol After that, I went back to bed, and thankfully, had no more dreams.
I’m not really sure we’ve (more…)
Haeden’s daycare is short a few kids right now, and his teacher asked if it would be alright if she started working with him on potty training. She explained to me the reward system she used and said that even though he was still a bit young, she thought that he was smart enough to “get it.” Even though he hasn’t shown a whole lot of interest in sitting on the pot at home, I have absolutely no qualms with her giving it a shot. I told her that we’d follow her lead if she had any success.
I know that she rewards them when they use the potty, and that she doesn’t punish them in any way, shape, or form when they don’t. I have been in the room after one of the other kids used the potty and really got a kick out of the reactions I witnessed. A little boy went poo on the potty, and when he came out (after washing his hands, of course), the teacher announced what he had done and all the kids cheered and clapped for him. Then I watched as my son, the cuddle bug that he is, ran over to give him a hug. It was ridiculously adorable.
Yesterday, on the way home, I was talking to Haeden about all the things we were going to do that night (eat pizza, go for a walk, go pee on the potty, take a bath, etc.). The following conversation took place:
Me: And you’ll go pee on the potty!?
Haeden: Yeah! I’m a GOOD BOY!
Me: (laughter) Yes, you are!
Haeden: And Mommy a good boy, too!
Me: Well, Mommy’s not a boy, Haeden. Mommy is a girl! Daddy, Daniel, and Patrick are boys. Mommy, Nina, Nanny and Grandma Ellie are all girls.
Haeden: Ohhhhh. Mommy not a good boy. Mommy a good GIRL!
Later that night, he made sure to explain to everyone at the dinner table that Mommy was, in fact, not a boy. Oh, no! She was a GIRL!
That’s my BOY!
Today’s potty training attempt status updates.
Wish us luck, we’re trying underwear this morning.
Doing morning housework goes very slowly when you’re stopping every 10-15 minutes to make a 2 year old spend about 5 minutes on the potty.
Bella emptied one of her buckets she holds her kitchen stuff in and peed in it… while still wearing her underwear.
OK, obviously she didn’t get it all out in the bucket. She just ran to her kitchen, looked around, then started crying and yelling potty. She already had a big puddle on the floor. After that, she said she wanted a diaper.
So she made it almost two hours in the undies. Our goal was 2.5 – 3 hours (or until lunch basically). She was doing pretty good, though going only just a very teeny tiny bit (if at all) each time I put her on the potty. We decided to try because, lately, she comes to us telling us “Tee tee, tee tee!” but she’s always wet when we get her to the bathroom. Warm diaper wet, so that means she just went. Thus we decided to try underwear. She was so heartbroken when she had her accident that I let her just have a diaper again. But hey, at least we tried.
We bid you a fond farewell, and welcome the extra space in the closet!
The kids started in teeny, tiny diapers. They were SOOO hard to find! It really didn’t take them long before they were peeing out of these things.
And we ended with these. Gotta LOVE me some Dora & Diego. They helped motivate my kids to stay dry. But I gotta admit, we used these sparingly. (more…)