Awe look at that lil boy all cute in his big boy bed! Except that he is screaming at full blast.
We have all been under the weather the past 3 weeks. I decided a few weeks ago that I was going to start potty training on the 28th which was a Thursday. The method I'm using suggest having 3 days of nothing to do, no where to go, and to concentrate on potty training....so that is what we did. We finally had 3 days to run around the house in our underwear!
The day before we were supposed to start we all had a little stomach bug....not fun. Jones had some nasty diapers and I was dreading to start potty training the next day. So we all laid around the house the day before and rested up! I knew he was ready to start because every night before bath he would want to sit on the "big potty" and he would use it!
We started the morning with breakfast and I told Jones and I explained to Jones that he was such a big boy that we were going to start wearing big boy underwear and do all our business in the bathroom. He said, "Yay, mommy...I a big boy!" We finished breakfast, went into his bathroom. I took his diaper off, explained to him that he needed to remind mommy when he needed to go, put his Thomas the train undies on and went to play. The method we are using says throw away all diapers and DO NOT USE PULL UPS! Going all in!
So every 2 minutes, literally, I would remind him, "make sure you tell mommy when you got to go pee pee or poo and we will run to the potty!" Every where he went I went, every where I went I would drag him with me. I kept an eye on him like a hawk. After about five minutes of playing he pauses, looks at me wide eyed and I said, "let's go tee tee on the potty!" He took off running and so did I. I swooped him up put him on and he finished in the potty. He didn't hold it long enough, but the fact he knew what to do already made my day! The next go around I read his cues and could tell he was about to go and off we ran. This time he did both! Started in his undies but finished on the potty! Go Jones! I cleaned him up, changed his undies, kept rewarding him for letting me know and changed into some more rockin' undies.
After 10:30 that morning he was able to give me verbal cues that he needed to go and off we would run. He didn't have another accident that day! He even went down for a nap and woke up early to let me know he needed to tee tee on the potty!
That night didn't go so good. The book says that by this age they should be waking up dry. If not don't give them liquids after 6ish and make them go before they go to bed a couple of times.....done and done. He woke up squirming about 12:30. I ran to his room to wake him but he had already wet the bed. We cleaned up, changed the sheets and then he didn't want to get back in bed. He wanted, "daddy's bed" Ummm, no child.....we love you so much, but not gonna start that! He settled for rocking, I put him back in his bed and he woke up every 20 minutes needed to use the bathroom.......Every time he would actually go on the potty but come 5 O'clock I was exhausted......and missing his diaper. He finally went back to sleep at 5:30 and we all slept till 10 that morning. It was GREAT! When he started stirring the next morning I ran to get him and he stood up as soon as I went in his room and started yelling, "tee tee on the potty, tee tee on the potty!" I scooped him up and off we went. HE MADE IT! WOKE UP DRY AND ALL! When Cody came home from lunch I was so exhausted. I was tired of hearing my self remind Jones every minute to "let me know when he had to go tee tee or poo poo and we will run to the potty" When he woke up he was thirsty thirsty! He had 2 glasses of milk and a glass of water and had only gone once that morning. I was thinking seriously! You didn't have anything last night and you peed ALL NIGHT LONG. He didn't have an accident that morning. For some strange reason, I think I was delirious from no sleep, I'm not used to being sleep deprived, Jones has always let us sleep, always, I decided that we needed to convert Jones' crib into his big boy bed. Cody looked at me like I was crazy and said no. I talked Jones into going up to Cody over and over and saying "I big boy now daddy", lol. I finally told Cody my reasoning for wanting to. I figured if I was going to be sleep deprived for 3 days, we might as well kill two birds with one stone. He finally caved and started converting! I knew we had time before his nap since he didn't wake up till 10!
We finished about 3:30. Jones helped and he was SO excited.
He kept crawling in and out and putting all his toys on his bed to play.
Come nap time he did not want to stay in his bed. I knew we would have to be consistent, firm, and not cave. He kept getting out of his bed and coming out saying he needed to tee tee in the potty. So we would go, he would actually have to go and we would put him back in his bed. He kept using that as an excuse.......Well come 5 O'clock, I caved. I didn't want him crashing that late and let him join us in the living room. I went to town to get dinner and while I was gone Jones had 2 accidents. I gave Cody to "Low down" on the method and he said he could handle it but he wasn't watching him close enough. Men can't multitask,ha!
At bed time was a night mare. He kept using the excuse to potty. After he potties 10 times I finally said no more. I kept just putting him back in bed. After about 10 minutes of him having a break down(I have never heard him cry so hard) I scooped him up to rock him. He was so wore out from no nap, and then that emotional breakdown that as soon as I started rocking he was out! I rocked him for a few minutes then laid him down...SCORE!
He got restless about 1:30. I went to check on him and he had wet the bed. I got him cleaned up and bed changed, went to use the potty and then he didn't want to get back in his bed. I rocked him to sleep and but him back in bed and went back to bed myself. About 30 minutes later I wake to a loud slamming noise. Jones had made his way to our room and slammed the door after he opened our bedroom door. I'm a skittish sleeper and this scared the *&* out of me! Seeing him standing by my bed he just looked so irresistible. I scooped him up and put him in our bed. As soon as I did it I was kicking myself. I laid there with him for about 5 minutes and go some cuddles in and then I scooped him up and headed back to his room. He started crying, "daddy's bed, daddy's bed" It was so sad. I tried to make him stay in his bed. I pleaded, I was nice, I laid in his bed with him, I laid on the floor with him, I rocked him, I was exhausted, and he used the bathroom about 10 times in that time. Finally at 4:45, as stern as I could be, I would call it my devil voice, I said, "mommy is tired, mommy is going to her bed, you are going to lay here in your big boy bed and go to sleep and you are not going get get out of your bed till morning, and I mean it!!!!!!" turned around and walked out. He whimpered and fell asleep. On my way back to bed I was thinking WHY DIDN'T I DO THIS 2 HOURS AGO!
We were dragging today. Nap time stunk. He kept getting up to use the potty and I kept making him go back to his bed after each bathroom visit....he was not to thrilled with that. But he would stay in his bed until he wanted to use to the bathroom again. After 2 hours he finally went to sleep.
Potty training is going great. Better than I could imaging. So glad I found the 3 day potty training girl and have followed her technique to a T. She guaranteed complete training after the 3rd day and we are there. We just got to get this one accident at night kicked in the butt. It's the big boy bed im struggling with. I want to go get pull ups for night time just so I don't have to deal with putting him back to bed for the night.....but I won't cave!!!!
