So Sunday comes and goes, as well as Monday, and no #2. Great. Now I've constipated the kid. So now I second guess everything. Is he not ready? Am I pushing this too fast? Is he scared? Ugh, I can't do an accident of this kind. My superhero pregnant nose will detect it and I will pass out...I'm sure of it. Why did I decide to do this without Jon? I must be crazy. Well, while I am feeling sorry for myself for trying to tackle this what seems to be daunting task, Aiden hides under the kitchen table and....yep you guessed it. I was crushed! After all the positive encouragement, offering of treats, stickers, temporary tattoos, etc. How could this little "turd" (no pun intended) do this to me?! Anyway, we run to the bathroom, clean up the mess and tell Thomas that Aiden was sorry for "coloring" him.
Friday is here. Still doing GREAT on #1. I'm getting nervous for what is inevitably coming..so after my Dr. Appt that was a joke (blog to follow later) I decide that we need BIG incentive to make this a thing of the past. The NEX has a Thomas the train section, and I let Aiden pick out a train that he could have when he finally went on the pot. He wanted it on the way home, to carry it in the house, sit with it at dinner, etc. I said, "NO WAY! NOT UNTIL YOU POOP IN THE POTTY." I decided that the shiny new incentive would sit on our shelf where Aiden could see it all afternoon and think about maybe trying to "git r done."
He's such a trickster. He peed about 6 times trying to get me hand over the prize, saying how is bum is empty and he just can't put his stuff in the bowl. I started ignoring his persuasion and finally...after a couple of hours...out of NOWHERE, the kid dashes in the bathroom without a word and sits and DOES IT! I started screaming, crying, jumping up and down and almost had an accident of my own. Oh the elation! I clearly felt like I was floating. I know, over bodily waste, crazy!
So now, Aiden is enjoying his new shiny Thomas complete with a jet engine that lights up and makes sounds, and I am sitting on the sofa blogging a novel about the event. Ah, the things we get excited about when you grow up and have kids.
Scattered about through this lengthy post is Aiden, post potty, with his reward. Enjoy. I'm loving every minute of it!
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