This morning I decided it was time to potty train Anya once and for all. For those of you who do not know, Anya has NEVER urinated in the toilet. Oh, she has sat on many occasions, once for as long as 45 minutes. We run water, I push on her bladder, offered M&Ms, stickers, etc. Nothing!
I usually try til about lunch and then give up, and don't try again for a month, so it is somewhat my fault. But today, I decided come hell or high water, she was going to pee on the potty.
After breakfast, around 7:30, I took off her diaper, put on the first pair of panties, and told her the deal. We were going to drink a lot, set the timer for 20 minutes, and when the timer went off go sit on the potty. I told her if she went on the potty, her daddy would take her on an ice cream date when he got home from work.
Before the 20 minutes were even up, she looked at me and said "I pooped!" I could have cried, but I actually stayed pretty calm. We placed the contents in the toilet where they belong, cleaned up, washed hands, and put on our second pair of panties. We reset the timer.
The timer had not even gone again when she ran from the kitchen into the living room saying she had urinated. I put her on her potty, went to mop up the mess, cleaned her up, put on pair 3! Reset the timer!
I can't remember if the timer went off or not, but Steven was in his crib while was doing something and Anya was playing in their room. She runs to the toilet saying something about peeing. She has another wet set of underwear (I swear, you can't make this stuff up!!), but at least she knew to run to the potty.
By this time it is almost 9. We have already dirtied 3 pairs of panties in 1 1/2 hours, I am sweating, exhausted and frazzled. It is almost time for Steven's nap and I want nothing more than a good shower. I put him down, give Anya some water and a few books, and tell her that while I am in the shower, she is going to sit on the potty. She wasn't excited about the idea, but did as she was told.
When I got out, I was very doubtful that anything had happened. I had her lean up so I could see, and there was some beautiful yellow liquid!!! (I know, that is gross, but any mom who has potty trained will understand my excitement!). I jumped up and down, gave her big hugs and kisses, praised God, high fived her, constantly yelling "You did it!!! You tee-teed on the potty!!" I don't think she quite got it at first, but she caught on to my excitement! We called daddy, both grandmas and nanny. I gave her an M&M, and told her after Steven woke up from his nap we would put a sticker on the potty chart I made around Hurricane Gustav!
We set the timer again. We have pretty much tried every 20 minutes, and she has gone again since. Another big cheering session, another sticker, and another M&M.
Right now is nap time, so she is in her pull up. I pray the rest of the day will continue to go well. Of course, I only have 2 more pair of dry panties, but I am hopeful they last the rest of the day!!