So the potty training, or maybe I should call it potty battling, began. I now totally understand what the term anal retentive means. Jordan always went poop at the same time everyday, so I told her that she should try to go on the potty at that time.
She sat on the potty, but nothing happened. She was furious and kept yelling “But I don't want to!”. I told her that she could get off and put a diaper on, but only if she put it on by herself. I wouldn't help her.
I knew that she couldn't do it by herself.
This is a HUGE cringe moment for me.
She played naked for a while, and then she decided to go up to her room and put a pull up on. A pull up. You know, those things that make it easy for kids to continue peeing and pooping in their pants? I was angry.
Thinking about this today, I can see that she actually made an ingenious decision. It was a clever solution since she was in a situation that obviously seemed, and pretty much was, impossible for her. But back then, I wasn't so level headed or impressed by the rational thinking skills of my three year old.
After she put the pull up on, I said to her “You don't want Mommy to lose her mind, do you?" Strangely, I said this very calmly, and I told her to take the pull up off. Shockingly, she did just that, with no arguments.
She tried to get a diaper on by herself, and ended up peeing on the carpet. This was approximately thirty seconds after she was sitting on the potty, not peeing. I was not happy. She helped me clean it up.
The word karma comes to mind right about now. Because no mom wants her carpet peed on. Ever.
Thank you.
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