Monday, October 22, 2012

big celebrations

Pinch me.  I think my child is on her way to "potty-trained."  

If you're a long time follower of the blog you know we dabbled a bit in the training business earlier this year and had little to no luck.  I resolved that the next time we tried would be the last.  Come hell or high water, my daughter was going to use the toilet if it killed me.  

After our recent Chicago trip, I felt we'd be home for a significant enough time to tackle the dreaded task of teaching Lakin to use a toilet.  Sunday we put her in underwear, said a prayer and hoped for the best.  Um... 7 accidents later we were again feeling like failures and wondering how in the world we were going to teach our child to go to bathroom somewhere other than her pants.  That first day back in the saddle resulted in zero potty production in the the toilet.  Nada.  

Monday I was met with mastitis and it was all I could do to make Lakin a PB&J sandwich for lunch let alone take her to the restroom and convince her to potty every thirty minutes.  So, mastitis stood in our way and delayed training for a few days.

Wednesday, feeling like my old self again, I put her in underwear and again said a little prayer.  I doped her up with watered down juice and asked with persistence and consistency if she wanted to use the potty.   Upon coming upstairs from a solid night of rest, she agreed to humor me and sit on the little potty- which I'd moved into the living room so she could still feel a part of the action.  Ten minutes of sitting produced a tiny sprinkle and we celebrated big.  Lakin, obviously delighted by such attention for something so simple and bodily, sat back down, looked me in the eyes and let her bladder go- filling that little red potty with determination (and urine).  Now we really had something to celebrate.  

The rest of the day we had only one accident and tons of success.  Lakin was sucking down juice and water in an effort to show me she could use that potty.  She was pottying like a boss.  

Thursday was more of the same.  We were consistently using the potty and Lakin would even initiate when we would take time out for pottying.  We didn't leave the house at all those two days and I was by Lakin's side all day playing and reading and doing what she wanted to do.  I now know the entire Yo Gabba Gabba Halloween episode by heart thankyouverymuch.  All the time and energy paid off because Friday she continued to use the potty and even did so when at a friend's house.  Boom! 

Since then we're still reminding and running to the restroom a lot.  She can pretty much get right down to business rather than having to sit for a while or needing entertainment while she waits for her body to relax and do it's thing.  She loves the flushing a little too much and I wished she loved the hand washing a little more.  Sunday we were playing in the leaves and she obviously forgot that she was not in a diaper.  She stood frozen in the front year peeing her pants and all over her purple boots.  RIP adorable purple boots.  It was a reminder to me that we're not out of the woods yet.  She is still very much in training.  

Raising kids is messy business.  Quite literally.  I think I've seen as much, if not more, urine in the last week than my urologist husband and that's saying something.  


  1. Awesome Sarah! I'm sure you'll have battles ahead of you, but sounds like one HUGE one is out of the way!! And, 18 months on the other is SO nice having a potty trained child!

  2. Yay Lakin..I knew you could do it!! And Yay Sara you won!!!

  3. Hurray! Hoping we're not too far behind. Benjamin has flashes of interest about once a month, but that's about it. By the way, I love the picture on your fall post where Lakin is tossing leaves. So sweet.

  4. Lakin looks precious in the flower girl dress. Lakin, be sure to go potty before walking down the aisle. No stopping in the middle :)