If you’ve followed my blog or my Facebook for any decent length of time, you’ll know this isn’t our first attempt at potty training our first born. We first tried to potty train him a little less than a year ago. He was showing most of the readiness signs and we were ready to get started. However, I didn’t realize just how much of a commitment potty training is. Especially potty training under the age of 2. After a week he was catching on and was completely trained if he was naked. But you know, you can’t go everywhere naked and I was sick and tired of fighting that battle. So we put the diapers back on and called it quits.
A couple of months ago we haphazardly tried again. I was thinking maybe he would just magically get it on his own. When the first day came and went with NO successes and led to him holding his pee as long as possible, I gave up again. I was thinking we were going to end up potty training a 4 year old. And at that point I was okay with that.
Fast forward a few months. Poops were getting NASTY and I was OVER diapers. He’d poop and refuse to sit down until we changed him. Pretty sure that’s a major readiness sign. Couple that with the fact that our kids have been battling some major diaper rashes lately, when we ran out of diapers yesterday we decided today was the day. I didn’t buy more diapers. We showed Nathan the box and that there were no more diapers. We put him to bed and told him that he was going to be a big boy and wear underwear all the time now. He actually got really excited about it.
(Alex is a very supportive little sister. That, or she was taking advantage of the opportunity to watch Finding Nemo again.)
Today was Day 1. After some rough attempts at training in the past (that led to some fear of the potty on Nathan’s part) I didn’t expect today to go well. But the diapers were gone and never to return, so we’re in this for the long haul. And I can happily say that we had NO ACCIDENTS today. Well, I guess not technically. There was a little dribble in his first pair of underwear before I caught his dance. But not even enough to have to clean up the floor! He only used two pairs of underwear all day! (We’re using pull ups for naps and bed simply because I think that would be too much for him at once.) He even got to the point where by the end of the day he was telling us he needed to go!
(For the record: the guest bath is Kenya’s “space”. She wasn’t really enthused about us invading her space all day.)
I’ve read the second day is the hardest though, so I’m not getting my hopes up yet. But I’m glad we’re off to a much better start than before!