Have you ever had a moment that you almost forgot you were potty trained?
I’ve had more of these moments than I can possibly count with my son. Really. He is absolutely hilarious! In fact, if I can get him to do his favorite commercials, I’ll have to post them for you all to see.
Before I go on, I want to first apologize to my son. Sweetie, if you happen to come across this when you grow up, mommy is sorry and loves you very much – and thank you for always keeping a smile on my face!
Anyway, I started this post with potty training because I’ve been potty training my son the past few months. I’ve got to admit, it’s been tough. I just don’t have the same hardware, so I had a hard time trying to determine what to call his. I had settled on pee-pee before I realized that it was going to cause an issue when potty training…if that’s what the issue even is. (He’s got me and his father’s blood running through his veins, so he could just be superbly stubborn.) Obviously, the potty training is not going so well.
He runs and hides, typically in the hallway or my bedroom – anyplace that keeps him out of sight and slightly inaudible as he braces himself against the wall or the side of the bed and grunts to fill his diaper. I must have honed my sense of hearing since becoming a mother, because I can be in the kitchen cooking and hear him at the other end of the house. Of course, I go running through the house to snatch him up and take him to the potty.
It’s always the same scenario when we get to the bathroom. I hurriedly pull down his pants and wait for him to undo his diaper (because he wants to be a big boy and mommy isn’t allowed to take his diaper off anymore) so that I can put him on the potty. When his diaper hits the floor, he has to turn and look at it. Once I get him on the potty, he has to tell me about what was in the diaper – in detail. At first, I thought it was funny. Now it’s become more gross than anything, but I try not to let on. Heck, I’m elated that he doesn’t try to touch it! The thing is, that isn’t the only thing that he wants to describe.
The other day, we went through the whole trip to the bathroom, pulling off a diaper that he had already peed in when he told me, “Mommy, I need to go potty like a big boy,” and putting him on the potty. I always tell him to push his pee-pee down because he overshoots the guard if I don’t tell him. This is where my new “only in a mom’s world” giggles have come in.
When he first figured out how to start peeing, he was proud. The next day when he was sitting on the potty, I asked him if he was going potty and he said, “Not yet!” Then it was, “Uh-oh! Mommy! It’s wo-rking!”
Two days after that, he realized that he could aim it. That brought out a whole new attitude. Imagine my surprise when my two year old pointed himself at me and said, “Mommy…I gonna water you!” Luckily, that didn’t happen.
The other day, I was brushing my hair while he sat on the potty. I admit, I wasn’t paying that much attention because I was in a rush to get ready and run my errands before everything closed. He always knows how to jolt me back into reality and mommyhood. Have any clue what he said this time?
“Mommy! It got TALL! Look mommy!”
I said, “What?” and he repeated himself with a giant smile and eyes all alight as he looked down at his pee-pee.
I almost forgot I was potty trained when I looked at him and realized what he was talking about. I totally didn’t want to know that, but still, he was so completely fascinated and had such a proud look on his face that I couldn’t help but giggle about it. Then I had to tell him to leave it alone.