Sending a fax, dropping the kids off at the pool, making a grumpy, talking to a man about a horse, having a BM....
You know what it is, and we all do it. Now Nate does too. About a year ago, Matt and I were FINALLY able to get Nate potty trained (due to the other issues he has, potty training him was extremely difficult). We spent 1 full day in the bathroom and after that he was pretty much good to go. We've had some very minor pee accidents in the past year, but there hasn't been any diapers during the day. That is the good news.
The gross news is that just because Nate knew how to pee, didn't mean he was ready to poop on the toilet (TMI? Sorry!!!). We spent every single day reminding him that if he needed to poop, please let us know and we would take him into the bathroom. Well, we had accident upon accident. Nate had absolutely no problem telling us about his poop, AFTER he actually went. As you can imagine that led to countless gross clean ups and many, many, many new pairs of underwear. We tried everything from bribery with M&Ms, fruit snacks, and toys, to yelling, to extra iPad time, to sitting in the bathroom for hours on end. Nothing seemed to work.
On March 18th we got back from a vacation in Vegas, and Nate was still having issues with #2....until that Tuesday the 20th. Nate got home from school, and after his homework he asked me for some M&Ms. I said "first let's go poop on the potty, then you can have some M&Ms." What did he do? That little stinker RAN right into the bathroom, sat on the toilet and did his business. SERIOUSLY!?!?!? Needless to say, he got a huge handful of M&Ms after tons of cheering, praise, and a phone call to daddy.
I thought it was a fluke. Like always, he proved me wrong.
The next day (Wednesday), he came home from school, and about 1/2 hour later he asked me for some M&Ms. I said the same thing that I told him the previous day. Well, what do you know- he ran into the bathroom and did it again! Man was I pumped! This routine went on for about a week--him asking for M&Ms, then going to the bathroom, then getting his reward.
After about 8 or so days, he came home from school, and TOLD me that he had to go. WOW! WOW! WOW! We raced into the bathroom, he did what he had do do, and got his reward. I couldn't have been happier for this amazing and huge milestone that we've been waiting and waiting for.
So, it's been almost a month, and we still have a pretty good track record. I think that Nate has had 3 accidents total (and I hope I'm not jinxing this!), and is now routinely telling me when he has to go. We've been waiting for this for about 3-4 years, and it has finally come! I seriously can't even begin to explain how proud of him I am, and how excited I am about how far he's come. I've learned that with Nate things are just going to take a lot longer to accomplish. I might get impatient, depressed, and frustrated while waiting, but I can only be hopeful that (like with potty training) he will eventually get to where he needs to be in life.
|Enjoying his ice cream after a week of success|