Friday was a pee-pee soaked, exhausting day. Riley refused to go on the potty even once. She wet five out of the seven pairs of panties in the pack. She peed on the floor in every room in the house (except the bathroom ironically). Long day, it ended with Riley sleeping in a pull-up.
When Riley woke up this morning she waddled in with a very wet pull-up and served me breakfast in bed (a plastic muffin on a Barbie plate). It was definitely a "you're lucky your cute" moment. I rolled my tired bones out of bed and pulled off the pull-up and instructed Riley to throw it in the garbage can. Normally she complies today she dropped it in the hallway, sigh. She refused all morning to pee on the potty. She sat and ate on the potty, watched tv on the potty, but no peeing. She wanted some milk and after I gave it to her I turned around to leave the kitchen and heard a noise like the faucet running. I thought she was dumping the milk out so I wheeled around and yelled "what are yo-" before I realized she was peeing. As she was peeing she was shaking her little finger and saying "no, no".
I calmly explained, AGAIN, that pee-pee goes in the potty. Riley helped me clean it up. Once, the floor and the baby were clean and dry I resigned myself to day two of accident-a-thon. A little while later she stopped playing and turned to me and pulling at her Minnie Mouse undies saying "Help! off, pee-pee."
She wet her pants a tiny bit and refused to go on the potty. I let her go au natural after that. She even insisted on getting in the shower to pee-pee. Clearly it grosses her out. Breath in, breath out. She played happily for awhile and then she marched herself to the foggy potty and peed. She proclaimed "Geen!" before she stood up (yellow pee in the blue potty bowl). I gave her a sticker and a piece of candy. She lead me to where she had been playing and said "No, no. Guck!" You guessed it folks she pooped on the floor and then peed in the potty. I calmly thanked her for showing mommy and once again thanked God for the tile and then bought it to her potty.
After, the poop-poo goes in the potty chat Daddy helped her flush it all bye-bye. We had the where bodily waste goes chat a lot usually in the style of Yes, Yes. No, No. I also tried to encourage her by telling her that a dolly had to go pee-pee. Riley would grab her baby doll rush her to the potty and then hug her when she was done it was cute. Early in the morning (before she peed on the kitchen floor) Mike had snapped at me that the panties were just confusing her, but by the end of the day I knew I had done the right thing yesterday.
She felt everything yesterday and she didn't like it. Today was only day two and she isn't quite 21mos yet, give her a break. We made some big steps. We went from refusing to go on the potty all day yesterday to coming to use the potty on her own. She had some accidents, but she understood that's what they were. She pointed out the poop on the floor, helped clean up the pee puddle and later when we had switched to pull-ups took it off and threw it away because it was wet. We're moving forward. She really does understand and want to "get it".
Despite all her sweetness and determination Riley was tough to take today. Her two year molar is coming in and she's frustrated about not instantly getting the potty thing, sounds like her momma. I'm hurting, tired and so over today. Tomorrow is day three of serious potty training, cross your fingers...
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