I’m STILL trying to potty train my son. Potty training adventures started back at the end of January with A Morning Surprise. Ever since that faithful day, I’ve been trying to get my son to understand that Big Boys boo-boo in the potty and not in their diapers or pull-ups.
I talked to a friend about my potty training woes after a month with no success. She gave me some tips and encouragement because I was certain that I would be changing diapers until he gets to kindergarten.
THE NEXT DAY, my husband and I were sitting in the living room when dear son got into that all too familiar pose that he does when he is about to boo-boo. I told my husband, “Go put him on the toilet, quick!” Dear Hubby ran and put our son on the toilet and guess what? Little Man pooped in the potty! Yay!
I was so excited that I gave Little Man a sticker AND a lollipop. I have no shame about bribing for good behavior. Our son knew that he did something good and he was proud of himself. I just knew that we would soon be free from the Huggies tax.
To my dismay, that day was a fluke because he hasn’t used the potty since. Whenever I would try to put Little Man on the toilet, he would cry and act as if he were scared. If I put him on the little potty, he wouldn’t potty. My dreams of diaper free days went down the toilet.
But guess what? My dreams were revitalized today when Little Man started saying, “Boo-Boo, Boo-Boo!” Dear hubby took our son to change him because Little Man always tells us after the fact. But Little Man hadn’t done anything yet. We ran him to the bathroom and dear hubby put him on the toilet. Little Man actually did a little something in the potty. Once again, I cheered and gave him a sticker and a lollipop. We really praised him.
After our second incident, I realized that our son potty trains better with my husband than he does with me. I told my husband that he is going to be the official potty trainer because it’s just not working out for me.
Three hours later, Little Man boo-booed in his diaper and didn’t even tell us like he normally does.
I just can’t figure it out. This is harder than breaking Little Man from the bottle or from his pacifier. As a matter of fact, I’ve had more success with getting him to go to sleep at night. I guess this is my own individual mommy struggle, as every mommy has one. But right now, I’m thinking that it takes a genius to potty train a child.