Wearing the Big Girl Panties
A few weeks ago I watched one of those weird obsession shows late at night and it traumatized me. I don’t want my child wearing diapers at age 22 and sleeping in a big crib and drinking out of a baby bottle.
Shortly after the traumatizing event, I went on to Pinterest in order to bring happy thoughts into my brain and found an interesting post about the one day potty training. Â But ya’ll, I wasn’t ready. Â Then I realized that what I’m not ready for is a child to speak in full sentences and use the word “diagnosis” and still be in diapers. Â I think “diagnosis” was my breaking point.
So this morning, I went gung ho. Â And by gung ho I mean I was completely unprepared and had little to none of the items that were mentioned in the post that inspired all this craziness in the first place. But, I had Hershey’s Kisses (thanks to the good folks at Hershey’s who let me build an Easter basket. Yes, I still have Easter candy in the house, don’t judge!).
And so, armed with 3T non-descript big girl panties, a potty, a piece of butcher paper, my mamiPad, my phone, unlimited amounts of water, a tiled floor and towels, I set off on the journey.
This is what I learned:
I can be the next Jane Fonda, with a twist.
If you ever want to lose weight, I suggest you call me and for the low low price of $19.99 I can send you a video of my potty dance. If you do that three times a week, you will lose weight (or at least gain muscle). I am exhausted. The level of enthusiasm was great. I can’t say it was fake because I truly was ridiculously excited when she was going potty. I always am, you know. Â All I can say is that I am going to sleep well tonight.
Apps on the mamiPad are cool but…
…only if they actually go off when the mamiPad is not on. I was happy when I downloaded iGo, the Pull Ups app. I didn’t buy a timer (see earlier statement regarding my preparedness) and wasn’t looking forward to trying to set 300 alarms in my phone. This app was great but, it wasn’t going off unless I had it on constantly which I didn’t. Fail.
Be mindful of who you call.
The post suggested you make calls to overly happy potty enthusiasts such as yourself in order to reinforce the behavior. Â However, people with full time jobs working in an office setting might have a hard time getting as crazy about pee as you.
A mishap is still kinda cute.
Baby girl went on the floor as she was playing. Of course, this was after 2 potty sessions with no results. Â Suddenly I hear “uh oh”. As I get her to stand up she says “I’m sorry mami!” and looks so, so sad. It was kinda cute. I wish I had the camera but instead, I had to go clean up the mess. Â I told her it was okay and that it was an accident. “assadent?” yes, baby, it was an assadent (<–new word bonus).
The stars ruled!
Although I was giving her positive reinforcement with kisses (the real and the Hershey’s kind), I found that seeing me draw the stars on the paper above the potty did something for her. Â When I asked her to count the stars with me, that seemed to open up a whole new window I didn’t even realize was there. Â I’ve always known she reacts well to PR (that’s positive reinforcement, people) but I didn’t realize how little it took. Â Imagine if I actually prepared and had real stickers instead!
At the end of the night, we laid in my bed facing each other and talking about the day. I kept telling her how awesome she did (we only had 2 accidents, no wet diapers, though). Then she told me “mami, I do potty. I did it!” and it was as if she had learned a big secret in life. Â I think she did. One that I will try my best to remind her as often as I can. You can do anything!
When she’s in the White House one day, I will be sure to remind her that it all started on a rainy day, with tons of kisses, big girl panties and stars.
I don’t know what tomorrow will bring but, that’s another blog for another day. Â Anyone out there potty training? How goes it with you?