Shortly after I left my last job, I decided one of the things I was going to do during my “forced” time off, was start potty training my daughter Luna. Man, did I forget how hard this was to do.
Let’s rewind a bit shall we? Seven years ago when my now nine year old daughter Lily was two and about to start school, I potty trained her. I trained her right at two years old for a few reasons. She seemed to be ready and to start at her school, she HAD to be potty trained. Luckily, they offered a potty training boot camp class at her school so that is what I chose to use with Lily. I remembered some of the guidelines…for one week straight you put them on the potty every 20-30 minutes, NO more diapers and NO pull ups at night. If it didn’t take in a week, take a month break and then try again. Lily had a couple of hiccups but after a week, she was good to go. Literally.
Fast forward to last month when I decided to potty train Luna, who has an ENTIRELY different personality than her sister, the same way. Yahhhhh it was two solid days of H-E double hockey sticks HELLLLLL! She went through so many panties the first day, I had to send my mom to Walmart to pick up some more. On day two, the lowest moment of potty training happened right as I was having a phone conversation with a girlfriend (not even 3 minutes) Yep. Luna walked up to me and showed me her foot and it was COVERED in poop. Turns out, the poop balls not only rolled out of the undies onto the floor but she stepped in them. And not only did THAT happen, but when I lifted her up to run her to the potty, my dog followed me and you can guess what happened next. Winchester the Wiener Dog had a little snack.
By the end of that day two of potty training, I had been up for two sleepless nights, gone through at least ten pair of undies and cleaned up a whoooole bunch of pee pee and poo poo. I finally snapped. I remember cursing pretty badly (not in front of Luna), crying and finally sitting on the floor of the kitchen with my head buried in my hands and prayed. Partly for patience and partly for my really bad (pun intended) potty mouth! lol I woke up on day three Wednesday and decided I was just gonna give it up and try again in a month. Then all of a sudden, Luna came up to me and said…”I have to go!” And she did. On the potty. It was like a light switch. Of course, she has had a few accidents since then but other than those, she has been officially potty trained. Wooohooo!
Oh and I am not recommending this potty training method at all. I believe what makes us good parents is that we choose what is best for us and for our family NOT what someone else does or tells you to do. So you have to do you. However, I did want to share my experience for anyone else who is currently going through the potty training experience will know…it DOES get easier! Oh and did I mention wine definitely helps!
So, how did you handle potty training in YOUR house? I would love for you to share your experiences below because I know it would helpful to other parents! Thanks!
Xo Surviving Mommy
This is what I used!