One of the things that I was dreading about having to do toddlerhood for a third time was Potty Training.
I started trying to PT both of my boys at 2 1/2 years old and neither one of them actually was potty trained until a few weeks after their 3rd birthday.
They both fought it every step of the way. They especically fought "pooping" in the toilet. Every single time they'd have to take a dump, I'd find them hiding in the corner, grunting and red faced SWEARING that they weren't pooping.
"ARE YOU POOPING?!"
"No *grunt* I'm *pfratta grunt* not. *grunt*"
I remember crying a lot, pulling my hair out a lot and falling on my knees asking God to send down his angels to carry my boys to the toilet when they needed to poop a lot.
I hated every single minute of potty training my boys. (Well, except the minutes where they would sit on the pot with a book and pretend to be pooping, because that was so precious.)
I have been putting off potty training G-Unit because I wasn't sure that I was ready to go through the frustration and the changing of shit filled chonis.
Monday, I decided that I was ready to commit myself to potty training her and had stocked up on aspirin. (And wine. Lots of wine.) I also went to Target and bought her pretty little princess chonis and flushable wipes.
I was ready and I was hoping she was too.
I chickened out on Monday.
I chickened out on Tuesday.
But yesterday, I took the diaper off and put the chonis on.
I explained to her that from now on, when she needed to go pee or poop, she needed to go on the potty chair. (She had gone pee on the potty a few times before and had also pooped once. However, I would always put the diaper back on because of my "commitment issues.")
She wore chonies all day yesterday, even when we went to basketball practice and she did not have a single accident. She would tell me everytime she needed to go and I would scoop her up and we'd run to the potty.
Each time she did it, I'd clap and cheer for her.
"I DID IT!" She'd squeel and then she'd flush the toilet and wash her hands.
Last night I started to worry because she had yet to Do The Doo. But at 7pm, she came running to me and declared "I need to poop!"
And poop she did.
Last night, she woke up twice to say she needed to go potty and when she woke up this morning, her diaper was completely dry. She's been in chonis all day today and has yet to have an accident.
What the hell? This has gone entirely too smoothly. I've been waiting for her to pee or crap her pants, or beg for me to put a diaper back on her, but it's not happening. She runs to the potty every time she has to go and doesn't cry or whine about it. Infact, she claps and giggles and sometimes? She puts her head between her legs and says really precious things like "Come on, pachina, let the pee pee come out, ok?"
The real test will come on Saturday when we're out at basketball games all day.
Could this really be true? Is it possibly my daughter is potty trained in two days? People have always told me that girls are easier to train than boys, but I never imagined it could be THIS easy.
I feel like I've won the lottery, man.








OMG - pachina. TOOOO precious.
That is classic - I'm glad that now you can enjoy your wine for pure enjoyment, and not to intoxicate yourself because of messy chonis.
I, apparently, was easily trained, and I've heard the same thing from other parents about boys vs. girls. I assume because boys have to stand for one excretion and sit for the other. Perhaps it's confusing?
My husband still gets confused occasionally... but when he gets it right, we usually clap too.
Congrats. :)