Potty Training

I am already emotionally scarred from when we had to potty train Sydney. When Sydney was 2, her daycare decided to have a "panty week" where all of the children would wear underwear through-out the day. They said that everyone would be potty trained by the end of the week. All the parents had to do was bring in back up clothes. [in case I can ever go back and talk to a younger version of me...Warning to 2-year old Sydney's mommy - this is too easy to work.]

Day 1 of Panty Week: Sydney has an accident in the morning. They change her clothes.
Positive: Sydney has no more accidents for the day.
Negative: Sydney stops peeing all together.

Day 2 of Panty Week: Sydney still has not went potty.
Positive: No accidents!
Negative: This can't be healthy.
Mommy calls the doctor. The doctor says to go to the ER if there is no progress by the afternoon. Any guesses where we were in the afternoon? That's right, the Children's ER.

After we had to pin a two year old down for them to put a catheter in her, I will not look at potty training the same again.

I wasn’t even there when Sydney officially became potty trained. I was on travel for work and gone a week and Steve had her potty trained by the time I got back.

[Note to 2-year old Sydney's mommy - let Daddy handle potty training.]

A couple of months ago Halas was grabbing his junk after bath time and I asked him if he wanted to go pee-pee on the potty. He said yes and ran into his bathroom, sat on his potty, and let it go. Of course, the seat was still on his toilet so it was going on the floor. Sydney ran in because she wanted to see him pee in the potty and started freaking out since it was getting everywhere. I told her to relax (I didn’t want to scar him this early...I was getting ER flashbacks) and that it would just be a little pee we could clean up with a towel when he was done. What I didn’t know is that he apparently has a bladder the size of Steve’s and there was more than just a “little bit” to clean up. Still, I was happy that he went in there on his own accord.

To prevent the same occurrence, I took the lid off of his potty. Sure enough, a couple of days later after his bath time he was grabbing his junk again. He ran into his bathroom, looked at his potty without the lid, and in a panicked voice said “Nooooo.” He hung his head, and while still holding himself, went over and got a diaper for me to put on him.

Now I could just put the lid on the toilet but that seems to defeat the purpose. So, we are going to wait for while before we start potty training. I don't think anyone in this house is ready yet.