Maybe I’m not the best person to write this… Although I do consider myself quite a potty training pro. I mean, I’ve been doing it for 5 months, so I should be.
So if nothing else, maybe you can glean some knowledge from my
Let me start with a little background…
We used cloth diapers from age 6 months until we began potty training at 26 months. That was when she started soaking through a diaper in under 5 minutes. One of my friends pointed out that she must be holding it to pee that much.
That was all I needed to hear.
She was holding it? Hallelujah! Let the potty training begin!
My original idea was to go with the boot camp method. You know, pump her full of fluids and make her sit on the potty every 10 minutes, then voila! She’s potty trained in three days.
In my head it sounded so easy. But that just didn’t work for us. Or should I say me. She went through nine pairs of pants in the first hour and a half. And I got tired of cleaning the carpet.
The better course of action was to restrict her liquids to meal/snack time or if requested and take her potty every 30. Plus the pants had to go. She couldn’t distinguish between undies and diapers, but when she was naked, she got it.
Then there was the rewards. We started with a sticker chart. Every time she sat on the potty she got one star. If she peed, she got one M&M. If she pooped, she got two.
We kept this up for the first week. We stayed close to home to ensure we could get to a potty quickly. We spent hours sitting on the potty reading books and singing songs.
And slowly she started to get it.
She understood where the pee pee and poo poo came from thanks to Prudence from Once Upon a Potty. She knew what it felt like to have to go. And she knew she didn’t want to stop what she was doing to take care of business. Regardless of how many M&Ms it got her. And don’t even get me started on “the deuce.”
Over the past five months, we’ve gone through periods of great success and horrible failure. But we’ve stuck with it. And I’d say we are about 80% there.
So even though every time we ask if she needs to get potty, we get an answer of “no yet!” we keep plugging along. Because there is a dream that one of these days, our house will be diaper free and I won’t have to wipe someone’s ass forever.