It wasn't until I was out of my last diaper mid-way through changing her, that I entertained the idea of potty training my little girl. She and Quintin had just flown home from Florida and our signals were crossed with what we needed for the week. I ran around the house frantically looking for a spare diaper. I checked all the diaper bags, my work purse, and the back seat of my car. NOTHING! Ugh, what am I going to do I thought? I looked over at Lolo as she stared at me, with her legs dangling in the air, waiting for her wet diaper replacement. |
| Lolo unamused by my antics |
It was at that moment that I said, I have to potty train her, because I just can't keep up. -- I'd heard many times that girls are easier to train than boys so sure I figured this would be a piece of cake. Right?! Additionally, she had already been showing interest in bathroom activities. Following me to the bathroom whenever I had to go, and sitting at the door like a watch dog until I was done. Her recent obsession was getting tissue so that she could "help" me after I used the bathroom.
That weekend I went into Buy Buy Baby and literally bought everything I would need to potty train little miss Jade. I got the Dora Potty Toilet , I got the big girl, potty training seat that goes on the big toilet, bought the portable seat for public restrooms, a step stool so she could climb up, baby hand soap to wash her hands, and even got the soft toilet tissue so it could be soft on her privates. I think I dropped like $130 on all these accessories and "things" that I thought would make my life easier in terms of potty training her. I was so excited! My baby is growing up. No more diapers. Just cute little panties that say, "Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday" on them; and of course she would ALWAYS wear the right day of the week because that's what Mitchell's do.
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| No MORE DIAPERS! What! What! |
Leaving Buy Buy Baby, I just knew Lo was gonna be all into this. And since she's my baby, she'd likely ace it on her first try (insert proud mommy *smirk* here). I get home and set everything up for this grand affair. You have to understand that in my mind, this was going to be an epic right of passage to her little-lady/womanhood
I pull down her diapers and sit her on the baby toilet. The thought just excited me, I start to clap loudly. She's so amused at the sight of Dora on the toilet seat that she won't even concentrate. "Mama ah Dora, ah Dora" Yes, Lolo that's Dora! Then she says, "Mama Sit". No, Lolo I don't have to go to the bathroom, but you should go though. "No sit". So, yeah, I sit
. Then she starts looking down at her private area and at that moment I'm sure that things are finally clicking for her. Sure, she's seen me on the toilet countless times so I know the big reveal is close by. |
| You can do it Lolo! |
A few moments pass and she gets up and says "Mama All Done". For a second I was excited. "OMG, my baby pottied, I just gave birth to her the other day". But then it dawned on me that of course she didn't use the potty because I would have heard it. She starts clapping for herself
and walks away; diapers at her ankles, bare booty just fading into the darkness....I try to contain my disappointment but all I could do was look her in the eye, and whisper in my head.....
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Don't Judge Me! Ok! OK you can judge me!  |
What boggled me most is that she knows and understands quite well when she has to use the bathroom. So I was a bit perplexed why she wouldn't go on the potty. Like it's right there, it's so easy. Just do it.
That moment, when you realize that your baby is just as normal as all the other kids can be quite a rude awakening. As moms we swear up and down that our children have these super powers that they don't. We think they're the best, the smartest, the prettiest, the kindest child that has ever graced this planet. I'm pretty sure that some of you reading this believe your child will cure cancer one day. And, maybe they will... but then again.. maybe they won't and that's ok too. But, what I am learning most from this potty training process is that you can't rush perfection. It will take time, Lot's of time and one day it will click for her. That one day just hasn't happened yet. So... off to Costco I go.
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| Huggies! Size 5 please..... |
That's So Jaded,
Jae
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