This summer, my main project has been trying to get Maddix potty trained. And let's just say it stinks, both literally and figuratively. We've definitely had our ups and downs. We started in early June and we're pretty much back to square one. He did well at first, especially with #1. It's been a different story with #2. I think the poor kid has pooh anxiety. He just can't go on the potty. We were ambitious in the beginning...from the advice of our pediatrician, we dived right into big boy underpants and bypassed the whole pull-ups thing. Like I said he did well with #1 if I was frequently reminding him and taking him into the potty. So, I was pretty hopeful. I probably could have stuck with it if we didn't have such issues with #2. I'll just say that I got so tired of dealing with poopy underwear. It's not like you can just throw them away like a diaper. So, then I thought, we'll try pull-ups so I can dispose of them. For a while he did even better in them with #1. Now he's regressed and is basically wearing diapers again like a baby. I decided to just back off and let him learn it when he's more ready. I still try to have him go on the potty 3 times a day, to keep the hang of it. Every now and then he'll tell me he needs to go and we'll run to the potty. Yesterday he had a breakthrough moment with #2. He told his dad he needed to go and then sat on the potty and did a little bit. It was better than he's done before in this department, still I'd liked to have seen a bigger deposit if you know what I mean. But, he finally got the toy I'd been bribing him with and he really enjoyed it. That was our big excitement for the day. Oh, the things that will amuse a stay-at-home mom! Anyhow, I hope he'll just one day decided he wants to go potty like a big boy and we'll move past all this. As long as he's potty trained by his 3rd birthday, I'll be happy....that's six months away.
