Yes, she is so cute. I know, she is so smart. She walked at 9 1/2 months. Yup, incredible! She definitely speaks so well. It is hard to believe that she is only 3 1/2. Yeah, she cracks me up all the time. Thank you, I am glad you think she is so well behaved. Where did she go? Umm.... I think she must be trying to find something behind that chair. Yeah, probably a toy or something.
"Hey Mom, do you smell something? Do you know what stinks? I pooped! You need to change my diaper!"
When your kid can comes up with creative ways to tell, you know you are way past the point of needing diapers! Just when you finish muddling through disastrous nap routines, motherhood finds a new milestone to knock you down. That puffy diaper butt is the Mommy equivalent of a Scarlett letter and I only had myself to blame. Classic case of be careful what you say, it might bite you in the rear later.
You see, about two years ago, we threw my sister a baby shower. I was in charge of the quiz and just had to make it entertaining! I basically create the quiz of shame, turning every funny/embarrassing moment of the future parents' childhood into a trivia question. Of course, my sister not being potty trained until 3 1/2 was on that bad boy. I really laughed it up! I mean, 3 1/2 is pretty old! Who takes that long? ( oh you're about to find out) I didn't pay attention to the wind, but I bet that if I had, I would have heard God's laugh.
We reached the 3 1/2 yr mark, and nothing. Every time we asked her about using the potty she gave her standard reponse of "when I am older" and listed various ages depending on her mood. Sometimes it would be 4 and sometimes something like 64 (Heaven help me!) We tried EVERYTHING and basically promised her the world if she would just pee pee in the potty. Elmo's Potty Time was running on a constant loop. I'm pretty sure I could do a full renactantment of the movie!
Never in my life, have I spend so much time fretting over someone's bodily functions. The stress was making me crazy. I just couldn't understand it. How could someone who loves to karate chop off pieces of toilet paper be so against going on the potty (That's right, my life is so glamorous that I get my toilet paper handed to me) Then to add injury to insult, my Facebook news feed started mocking me. First it was all the joyous status updates of people with kids Syd's age cheerfully kissing diapers goodbyes. Then it managed to find every post of friends and friends of friends with potty training success with YOUNGER children! Oh the Horror! My kid was falling way behind.
Everyone kept telling me not to worry. No one graduates college in diapers. But I just knew! I just knew that my daughter was going to be the exception. Where did I go wrong? I thought I could go a few more years without screwing my kids up. CURSE THAT TRIVIA QUIZ!
It wasn't until the chance to go to school and one day ride a school bus were slipping away, that little Miss stubborn finally gave in. I never thought that I would react to a little pee pee in the potty the same way I would if I had won a million dollars!!
I will never again mock another person, I learned my lesson.... at least for a while!
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