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Potty Training Update... Day 2

I must admit. At the end of the day yesterday as I sat on the couch exhausted and reflecting on the day, I wondered. Was this the right thing to do? Was I pushing Kenzie too far, too fast? What on earth had I gotten myself into? I seriously considered going back to diapers. Then I thought about it some more and realized that would just make matters worse at this point and likely make it harder when we tried again later. I knew I didn't want to turn back. I also know how bright Kenzie is and that she has been giving me all the signs that she was ready for a couple of months now. I, apparently, potty trained at this age myself. I also know others that have children even younger that are already changed. So, I know it is possible. Yet, when I heard Kenzie stirring this morning and I knew it was time to start a new day in underwear, I must admit that I really just wanted to roll over, bury my head under a pillow, and hope Steven would magically not have to work and could deal with it all day.

Yesterday we had 9 accidents. We went through 11 pairs of underwear. One was used because she made it about 1/2 a second too late and her underwear were just wet enough to make her uncomfortable should we put that pair back on. In reality though, it was 9 accidents.

Today, we had 5. Around a 50% (little less) improvement! I will take it. Granted, as I clean up pee from our carpets (how I wish we had wood or tile floors right now) it feels like it is far worse. This morning we had 6, yes 6, false alarms. She told me "tee tee potty" 6 times. Never would go. Wouldn't you know that after the 6th time we came back in to the living room and BAM! Not 2 minutes later... our first accident of the day. She did well for a while and I decided we would run to Walgreens to get Steven a new toothbrush just to get out of the house and not be gone too long. Two. That's how many accidents she had from the point of us going in to the store to getting in the car and heading home. The first was in the store and she didn't tell me until she had already gone. The second was as we were leaving. I was opening the back of the car to let her use her potty before we left and I just didn't get the door open fast enough. After that though, she remained dry through lunch and up to her naptime. She got a diaper again for nap today, of course. This afternoon she has had 2 accidents. Not too shabby I think when you consider that she woke up at 2:15 and didn't take her bath and go to bed until 7:30.

We did have a fairly major (almost missed opportunity) win this evening though. She told me she had to go potty and actually pooped. Granted, she sat on her potty first, told me she didn't have to go anymore and got up. Then I realized she wasn't done, plopped her back down which she initially protested and then she pooped. So, she almost pooped on my floor. The win is that she knew she had to go. WINNING!

As a special treat we picked up some chicken nuggets from Wendy's tonight. Okay, okay. So really we did that because Steven is running really late at work and I am exhausted. If I only have to feed Kenzie and myself... I'm cheating. Since she had pasta for lunch (my usual cheat), I didn't want to give her that for dinner. I was planning on chicken parm but that will have to wait until tomorrow or Thursday. I don't have any mozarella anyway and was planning on getting it tomorrow as a test trip since we can't be away from a potty for more than about 15 minutes at any given time, just in case.

All in all, I think today was a much better day. I hope tomorrow is even better. I have decided, however, this is my least favorite part of parenting so far. I thought having a newborn home after having a c-section was hard. I thought having issues with my milk coming in and major issues initially breastfeeding was hard. I even though dealing with a 4 month old that had just undergone surgery was hard (really, that was easy in the grand scheme of things because she healed so quickly and I'm fairly certain her pain tolerance is like mine... super high). Nothing compares to this so far though. I know there are far more difficult moments to come but this is my least favorite and the most difficult for me so far. It has tested my patience. It has wracked my nerves. It has made me more emotional than I ever thought it would. I know it has to be done though and she is taking it all in stride. So, keep your fingers crossed for us that tomorrow is easier.

Oh, and just because she is too young to protest and I just can't help myself. Feast your eyes on this little gem. I'm holding this to use against her with future boyfriends. =)


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