You know I knew parenting wasn’t gonna be a cake walk. And after three years with my kid I knew he was gonna be difficult atleast 80% of the time. What I didn’t know what that attempting to potty train him was gonna break my soul.
Okay maybe that’s a bit of an exaggeration but I haven’t failed this hard at something in a longtime. And even though GB has at times been a challenge for learning new skills he has generally picked things up quickly and moved right along.
Well not with potty training. It has been one disgusting, awful and downright horrifying incident after the next. There are pictures but for the sake of your appetites and his future teenage self I am not sharing them online. You’re welcome.
I have read about every method, every trick and treat. I have tried stickers, prizes, candy and a freaking trip to the beach. We have tried pants, no pants, pull ups and big boy underpants. Ive sat up reading comment sections and forums till way past my bedtime. And nothing has been working.
So we gave up. Accepted that now might not be the right time. Stopped asking him and prodding him and even talking about it. And oddly enough he has suddenly had some success. Still plenty of messes and accidents but letting his mind figure it out without us seemed to be what he needed.
I think this process is far from over. I anticipate many more accidents and clean ups. But hopefully this is a step in the right direction towards beating my enemy. And towards GB mastering this next milestone.
Because seriously I can’t unsee these things and I need the diaper budget for some therapy.
Anyone else have their own war with potty training? What worked well for you? Did you have any adult temper tantrums?
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Until next time