Ronin is 4 years and 2 months old and potty training has always been a major anxiety inducer for both of us.
At first he was afraid to even sit on a little potty. He’s always been a super anxious kid, even more so prior to discovering his food intolerance to dairy and gluten (changing his diet in the past 6 months has really helped by the way.)
In his 3rd year he finally started going pee on the little potty very inconsistently and only when almost forced to sit down.
This is not a way I like to parent. Forcing my child to pee. I want potty training to be his accomplishment. But of course I realize encouragement is necessary. So I tried a day of underwear at home. Which led to ALL of his underwear dirty and a screaming panicky child who did NOT want to be naked.
Again, a way I do not want to parent. I didn’t want pottying to become an anxiety issue. So I reluctantly went back to the pull ups.
As he approached his 4th birthday, we gave him the big boy talk. Big boys go on the potty, not in pull ups, yada yada. I’m not exactly sure at what point, but he finally lost his fear of sitting on the big potty and began peeing there too. Yay!
We bribed, we cajoled, we encouraged, we praised. He still went in his pull ups.
But he also began going on the potty more often, slowly slowly more often. Even outside of the house at friends or public pottys on rare occasions. But still more often than not, in the pull up.
Changing diapers for 4 years and 2 months for me has been a dreary dreadful mess. The past 2 years of wishing, hoping, encouraging, bribing, cajoling and praising has truly been potty training purgatory. And I wanted to get out!
So 3 days ago I woke up and said “He CAN be fully potty trained, Universe! He CAN!” (I even posted my plea on my Facebook wall.)
It’s been all underwear all the time. (well except pull ups to sleep). I’ve already had to wash ALL of his underwear. It’s been a mess. BUT, last night before John got home from work we reached a breaking point, and again I made him go naked. Just for one half hour, which he did NOT like.
“If you make it dry to 6:12pm and then pee on the potty, you get your underwear back.”
He did, and was dry and going on the potty the rest of the night.
I’m not naive enough to think he’s totally got it. But it’s a good step. I’m still in potty training purgatory today, but trying my damnedest to get OUT. That’s why I haven’t blogged in a couple of days. I’ve been eye of the tiger on this potty training thing. And I’m NOT giving up!
I’ve put it in writing and hit publish, so you’re all holding me accountable. I WILL find No Diaper Heaven soon. I will!
Any tips or advice? I’d LOVE to hear them.