the potty…err…the glass is half empty

Jul 14

Posted by: Scott in: blog, caleb isaiah, just another day in paradise, me myself and i, memories, parenting, you might be a mom

Hi, it’s the pessimist again.

Today has been a long day.  In the spirit of trying new things, I hopped on the treadmill today for the first time in too many moons.  It is amazing how much earlier I am starving for dinner!  Despite going to the potty what seemed like ever 5 minutes, but in actuality was every 20, Caleb managed to pee in his diaper twice before naptime.  One time was literally as soon as he stood up from to toilet.  It was less than two minutes later when I noticed he had gone.

So when ya wake up, you gotta go, right?  I’ve noticed he always goes within 15 minutes after waking up from his nap.  So I woke him up, drug him out of bed kicking and screaming, literally, and sent him to the pot.  He sat there, and sat there, and sat.  He chattered on for a while, and then started the stand up, sit down, stand up routine.  After 10 minutes or so, he said “I’m done, let’s put my diaper back on now.”  I just knew he wanted on to pee in it, so I refused.  So I refused, and said we would put a blanket down (wood floors) and sit right by the bathroom so he could go.  We read several books, and waited and tried repeatedly.

Every single pitch I tried, he had something to throw back.  This morning, he just waited to get off the potty so he could use his diaper.  When I woke him up from his nap and said “Let’s go use the potty,” he replied, “Okay, as soon as I’m done with a little nap.”  When I refused to put his diaper back on, he started scratching his butt.  I asked him what was wrong and told him to try not to scratch.  What do I get?  “But my wittle hole itches!”  Didn’t see that one coming didja?  He washed his hands approximately seventy three times.  Yes, really.  At one point, he just didn’t know whether to scratch his watch or wind his butt.  He got his hands wet, got some soap, washed it down the drain, and turned around to try to pee standing up, shook his hands, looked for the towel, but just got more soap instead, then wiped that on the towel.  He tried sitting, he tried standing.  We put the potty seat on, we took it off.  We raised the toilet lid, and he peered in and said, “Hey dat’s a wee-fwecktion!”  Clever.  A reflection in the potty.  Then he started asking questions about the bathroom fan that he could see reflected in the mirror and toilet water.  If he ran out of things to do in our 1′X1′ bathroom, he just brought up something random.

Finally when I was just about to lose my marbles, he finally went.  I think it was totally by accident.  He had this surprised look on his face.  So after washing hands, we put a sticker on the chart.  Finally, one lonely sticker.  And in the few minutes it took me to type this, immediately following our success, he went in his diaper.  Again.  Exactly 20 minutes later.  God is laughing at me.

Excuse me while I go pull my hair out.

Comments

3 Responses to “the potty…err…the glass is half empty”

    Amber
    July 14th, 2008 5:07 pm

    Hallelujah! two steps forward, one step back . . . it takes longer but you still get to where you’re going. I was watching Dr. Phil one time and he had one of his producers call a little boy and tell him it was Batman and Batman wanted him to use the potty, or something like that. It was so hilarious!!!

    Val
    July 14th, 2008 8:42 pm

    So, not totally a bad day, huh!

    Head on over….I have a little something for you for all that potty training effort you are putting forth!

    Julie
    July 15th, 2008 8:01 am

    Hang in there

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