On Strike...Sorta

Many would agree that there are not many things worse than changing a diaper, a poopy diaper to be precise. But, there is...changing poopy pants and underwear definitely is! This is something that I have been experiencing much too much these days. You see, Lauren has been on some sorta strike it seems. While she started out good with her potty training, in recent weeks she has done great with peeing on the potty but the pooping part is a different story. And on top of it she announces the terrible deed she has committed as if it were a good thing and something to be proud of. I can hear it now; "Mommy, I went poopy in my pants!" In my mind I am thinking "Oh no, not again! Remember, do not make a face that gives her the idea this is a good thing. Have that talk with her, again, about how she needs to go poop in the potty and she is a big girl." My efforts have not been successful.

The pre-school that Lauren attends has lacked in taking care of the soiled clothes right away when they clean up the "accident." A few times they have put it in a plastic grocery bag, soiled and all, for us to pick up at the end of the day. And a couple of times they did not communicate to us that we had this package to take home and then it has sat like that too long. I am telling you, I have had to throw out a few articles of clothing because of this. Even after I washed it out several times - the piece is just ruined. Fortunately, I got smart and gave in to putting pull-ups on her during the days she is not with John or myself.

Hopefully this is just a phase...that will end soon. I do not desire to continue to run extra loads of laundry during the week to keep up with Lauren's "dirty" little habit. Plus, we'd like to work towards being a diaper/pull-up free household.

A long weekend...

Let me preface this by telling you it is a success story.

A couple weeks ago, we had a nice long weekend for President's Day. I don't know about you but what says President's Day like multiple days of frequent trips to the restroom and not leaving the house! No, I am not speaking of someone's bout with the stomach flu. And the good news is that it was all worth it.

After months of delay from my own doing and some that I had no control over, we finally tackled the issue at hand. Potty training! We had some weak attempts in the past towards the end of last year but, it was apparent that Lauren was not quite ready. More recently this year she began to display some signs that she was ready...thank goodness :)

We had a sort of 'boot camp' weekend. This training involved Lauren running around the house naked from the waist down. I kinda figured out that even if she had on training pants or panties that she still thought she could go in her pants. Plus, it didn't seem to bother her much when she was wet. Without anything on the bottom, this forced her to think about it enough that it helped her to recognize when she had to go. Toward the end of the weekend she was able to wear panties but without pants for the most part. One morning she had gone to her room and changed out her pull-up pants for regular panties. Later, after coming down stairs, I realized that she had done this and noticed that the panties seemed a little odd. Sure enough, a #2 had created a sag at the back end.

The first day back to work, I was pleased to hear from John the report of Lauren's continued training. She was telling him when she needed to go and even reported when it was time for #2 with much success! She continues to progress in perfecting this very important lesson of life. We are proud parents.

A doo rag of sorts.

Lauren: busy concentrating on the task at hand.

Pee, pee

So, what in the world is this?

This is a picture of my daughter's bottom half - my youngest daughter to be precise. She is sporting some cute cotton training pants underneath the protective rubber pants. Today was her first experience with official potty training, although it was more like a half day. In evaluation of how the day went I would say it was pretty successful. We made one successful trip to the chair (potty that is) after many failed attempts and several times of relieving our self in the training pants. I am a proud parent - she did it! She can only become more successful from here...Go Lauren!

Look ma, I made pee, pee in the potty chair!