The Potty Chronicles – Potty Training Hell
The last battle in the war known as potty training is being fought as we speak…I am determined I will be the victor…but war is hell, y’all…
Sean wears big boy Thomas the Tank Engine underwear to daycare…he wakes up and asks to use the potty…he picks out his own underwear every day…knock on wood, no accidents at daycare…he comes home and uses the potty before dinner…
And then it happens…
I begin cooking dinner, confident that Sean will last until bedtime with no accidents…he waits until my back is turned and walks to a dark corner by the TV…and he poops! In his underwear!! And sometimes he’ll wait a while to tell me!!!!
Twice this week, I have cleaned out poop after one of these episodes…but today was the worst…
On our way to pick up Aidan, I smell something…you know that smell…you don’t have to be a parent to know the smell of shit…
“Sean-Sean, did you poop?”
“Yes…Mom….my.”
Oh Lord he was still going, and I had to go get Aidan…no other option…I rolled down all the windows and breathed through my mouth…
Once we got home dinner was on hold until bathtime was over…and the nighttime diaper went on…
I am so proud about how far he’s come just 6 weeks before his third birthday, but good Lord, this part is potty training hell!
Posted on August 2, 2012, in Raising Boys and tagged Children, Divorce, life, motherhood, Parenting, potty training, raising boys. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.
One Day At A Time 
I’m cracking up! I just wrote a draft about potty training today and then came upon yours. Yes, yes it is hell. 🙂
If I don’t laugh about it, I might cry! The amount of poop I’ve dealt with this week alone isn’t for the faint of heart! LOL
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