Allright, I know some of you will have your own opinions on this matter, but until you have dealt with my Mr.M, you can’t fully understand, so bear with me. We have finally begun to make some headway in potty training him, and yes, he just turned 4 in June. He has fought us tooth and nail, kicking and screaming every step of the way, and it has been so hard to get to where we are right now, but I am not losing any ground, I am determined to only press forward. Seriously, he has all of the power here, and I am at his mercy. If he really doesn’t want to go in the potty, he will make sure he never does, there is only so much I can really do. Potty training whilst trying to nurse an infant is not exactly an ideal situation for me, but I am also SO DONE changing three different bums a day. We were spending insane amounts on diapers, and I am ready to whittle it down to two, and soon just one. Miss G has had the fortune of being there for all of our efforts with Mr.M, so she is picking up on all of the cues, and will be ready for the potty herself in the coming months….but not too soon, I’m not going to punish myself needlessly right now.
Now let me just say that Mr.M is one of the sweetest, kindest, and most loving little boys you would ever find, but he has the willpower and determination to outlast anyone, and if it’s a fight, he is going to win it everytime. I have talked to other mothers about this and was surprised to discover that I am not alone with a child potty training late like this, there are so many others out there struggling just like me. It lifted my spirits to know I had not failed my son, and I really was doing all the right things, it’s more that Mr.M himself just wasn’t ready, and we needed to wait until he was. Well, he’s ready, and I am not looking back, we are going forward full steam, and he has done extremely well so far. I hope anyone else out there that is struggling with their child and any potty training efforts, know that you really don’t suck as a Mom, and the tinkle filled shoes, soaked pants, and poopy underwear are not forever. I know it feels like it, but come on, do you really think you will be packing ‘Depends’ into your childs backpack for their first day of High School? I try to remind myself that it will all happen in time, I just need to be patient.
And patience is exactly what I will be needing with all of the time I will be spending in the bathroom with him, sitting him on the toilet, waiting for him to tinkle. I guess I could use the time to read about pivotal people in politics and history…(Ivana Trump, don’t let me down). So here’s to my big boy Mr.M, and his big boy underwear. And here’s to tinkling on the potty!!! Yay!!!
alternate titles: “That Ivana is so witty and insightful, how did Donald ever let her get away?!” “I just stepped in a puddle barefoot and I’m praying it’s water…” and “Pull-Ups Really Work! and Other Urban Potty Training Myths They Want You To Believe”