Potty training has been the hardest thing I have ever done. Ever. And I am still unsuccessful. I am not use to failure, but, alas, motherhood is humbling.
The day before Christmas weekend, Mike and I had a lunch date and last-minute shopping, so the kids went to their respective day care locations.
When we picked Mason up, there was a fill-in person in charge, and she was in the process of changing Mason. Mason was crying. Apparently, she had strongly urged him to use #2 in the potty. He refused, got upset, and wanted me. Then he had his accident. The teacher got onto him pretty hard in front of us and sent him on his merry way. Apparently, this really bothered him (and us) and, from that point on, he decided not to go.
Long story short, we ended up in the doctor’s office on Thursday afternoon with me describing Mason’s lack of bowel movements. I am someone who is NOT comfortable commenting on bodily functions normally, and as I was teary-eyed, talking to our very calm doctor, I broke out in laughter and told him in shame that I was going for a drink of wine as soon as I left his office.
Motherhood is humiliating.
The truth is, I was terrified that Mason had some sort of abdominal blockage. Our doctor thought correctly that it was just him asserting control. He gave us advice on what to do and, thankfully, Mason spent all weekend…and I mean ALL weekend, doing his business.
Man, what a way to start the new year! Needless-to-say, we are giving potty training a break for a little while until he is ready to resume it on his own.
I realize I am commenting, like, 8 days later but man, some kids are hard to potty train. My son is almost 4.5 and though he has no accidents, he is still afraid to drop the crocs off at the pond. I mean, he has all out tears because he just hates doing it. This will last a few weeks and then one day, he’ll go, do his thing, wipe and be done. But it’ll revert back to crying a week later. I think some kids just can’t let it go. BUT, they always do change which is the good part about it!