Never in my 33 years would I think that potty training a human would require so
\nmuch thought and insight. I began thinking of and dreading this milestone shortly
\nafter my first was born. I made every excuse possible. I thought my husband would
\nsupport the argument that if we never trained her, she would never get married and
\nhe would never have to give up his diaper butt princess. But he thought it still
\nnecessary.<\/p>\n
The second birthday gave me a host of mixed emotions. Half of me dreaded this day
\nbecause I knew what was soon to come. A friend of mine lent me \u201cOh Crap! Potty
\nTraining\u201d and I began reading it. Several excerpts in this book convinced me that my
\ndaughter was more than ready and I just needed to rip off the Band-Aid (or diaper)
\nalready.<\/p>\n
So we did just that. We are 7 days diaper free and I am here to share my
\nexperiences.<\/p>\n
Day 1 was an absolute crap shoot or pee shoot really. My daughter was completely
\nunaware of her bodily functions and had little to no control of her bladder. We were
\npretty much chasing her around with a roll of paper towels and a potty. The book
\ntalks of pushing through and teaching her that pee-pee goes on the potty. Honestly, I
\ndid not see an end in sight and I was quite astounded at the emotional toll it took to
\ndo nothing but watch her the entire day.<\/p>\n
Day 2 was slightly better but not by much. My daughter was still naked this day as
\nthe book claims this will teach her how to feel the sensation of having to go. Our
\ntrashcan was filled with urine and poop paper towels. This task was not for the
\nweary. I began becoming obsessed with it. I was prompting her around the clock
\nevery 15 minutes. We were both tense. Finally at the end of day 2, her heightened
\nfrustration erupted and she physically kicked the potty. I then read the chapter on
\n\u201cOver Prompting\u201d and decided Day 3 would need a little more chill from Mama Bear.<\/p>\n
Day 3 & 4 called for clothes (but no undies). More and more pee was making into the
\npotty and my hope began to rise. We decided to incorporate short walks around the
\nblock because our two-bedroom row home was beginning to close in on us. At the
\ntail end of day 4, my daughter had her weekly music class to attend. I was on the
\nfence about weather or not we should go. We took a leap of faith and brought a little
\nport-a-potty. Minutes before the class ended, she had an accident and another kid
\nstepped in it. I was frantically cleaning up and trying my best to get us out of there.
\nTo top off my embarrassment, I received an email later that evening about my
\ndaughter wearing panties to the next class to prevent other participants from being
\nimpacted.<\/p>\n
Day 5 & 6 were by far the best days. We got out of the house and went on long
\noutings. She began to control those little muscles and get such a sense of pride at throwing away her pee pee in Mr. Big Toilet. Success after success made me one\u00a0proud mama. Who would have known putting pee in the potty could make you feel\u00a0so emotional?<\/p>\n
Day 7 and beyond. If you would have asked me on Day 1 if I saw her accomplishing
\nthis in such a short period of time, I would have never thought it possible. But for
\nthe last 30 hours, we have been accident free. I am rarely prompting and she
\nsurprises me with her ability to hold it for long periods of time.<\/p>\n
While I know this is\u00a0not the end of our potty adventures, I am pleased with what the Oh Crap! Method of
\npotty training offered my little one this week. A sense of accomplishment and pride\u00a0in such a small amount of time.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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