I've been testing the potty training waters lately to see if my boy might be "ready". Not quite sure what this means yet, but mothers all around assure me- I'll know. He's been showing signs, but I wasn't sure if they were the correct signs. The other day I bought him some Thomas underpants as an experimental measure- to see if the great persuasive power of the choo choo applied to potties as well. I put some on Bear, Sam's dearest friend, just before bedtime last night to see if he might forge the way for Sam. I know its pretty early to be thinking these things, but man, I'd love to put the money in his piggy bank, as opposed to the hands of the Huggies corporation. And it'd be nice to deposit a few less to the landfill.
Here is Bear all dressed up and ready to go. He's worn only a diaper until this point. Seems Bear is becoming more high maintenance with every passing day:)
And some more. This was great fun, apparently. And when he stood up, I checked his diaper and it was full. So I was convinced he must be ready and I put him in his own choo choo pants, as we like to call them. Sitting here, I think too toot pants might be funnier... But I won't mess with a good thing.
He didn't want anything else on, of course, and proceeded to be a wild man. I made sure to tell him several times to let me know when he needs to go potty and after he came running over to tell me he needed to go potty- diaper on- I told him he could have candy if he went in the potty. He refused because doing so, he'd have to part with his beloved choo choo pants for a moment. Talk about a plan backfiring:) Then he played for what seemed like an eternity as I hawk-eyed him. And I thought that maybe he didn't really have to go.
I tried this about a month ago because he seemed more ready than he does even today. But, after a failure (and complete regression), I decided to wait a month and try again. But I wonder if my hastiness might be doing more harm than I know. Am I setting my son up for failure and hurting his confidence? Or, am I thinking too much about it? Then there's the treat incentive. He was upset over the candy and I realized after the exercise in futility was over that I handled that poorly. I don't want him to feel punished if he doesn't go in the potty only rewarded if he does. Next time I will not mention the candy until its done and the pee pee's in the pot. Maybe I shouldn't give him candy at all? hhhhhh. Being a mother is HARD.
I'd love to hear any potty training stories you might have, and/or any sage advice.
We'll be spending the holidays in Columbus. Lately I've been a little, shall we say, scatter brained and I'm wondering if its the holidays, or the dark days, or maybe I've always been this way, or maybe I lost a bunch of brain cells in child birth. Returned family video videos to the library, and red box videos to family video..... please, could I have another place to return stuff to? Its not complicated enough yet:) Anyway, I'm looking forward to the weekend and putting other people charge of the logistics:)
Hope all is well. Enjoy yourselves.