Thursday, December 11, 2014

on potty training

We've known for some time that Elden knew when he needed to go to the bathroom, he just didn't want to go on the potty. We decided not to pressure him into potty training for a variety of reasons:
1) he is a very stubborn child and his will often outlives ours
2) he likes to do the opposite of what you tell him to, especially if he doesn't want to do what you are telling him
3) he's only 28 months; according to the University of Michigan the average age for a potty trained boy is 31 months
4) too many changes too fast - with Edith's arrival imminent, we didn't want to invest time in potty training him since we figured we may experience at least some level of regression if his transition to big bro was difficult on him

In any case, we had at least begun asking him periodically throughout the day, especially before baths, if he wanted to pee on the potty. We had some success with that but Elden's interest generally waned. The past week we've really pushed the deuce--he has yet to do a #2 on the potty--and told him first thing in the morning to tell us right before he had to poop so we could put him on the potty. He would always go ahead and just do his business in his diaper like it was no big thing. The past two mornings, he pooped in his diaper and then told us he wanted to poop on the potty. It's definitely not an issue of not knowing what's coming... he knows. He just doesn't want to do the poop thing yet, so we're letting him go at his pace.

Last night he saw his training potty, which had thus far been unused, in the downstairs bathroom and told us he wanted to pee in it. We got it out, de-trou'ed him, and let him do his thing. He did indeed pee so he got to pick out his 'peepee treat' (which is whatever sweet he asks for; in this case it was gum). He didn't want to put his diaper back on afterwards so we told him we could leave it off but he needed to go on the potty if he felt the urge. Jon and I just felt like gambling I guess.
just doing some light reading in the kitchen
Cue being outwitted by a 2-year-old. Elden peed 8 times on his potty (not just a dribble, either) over the course of about 2 hours. For those of you keeping track at home, that's 1 peepee treat every 15 minutes. Thankfully he just asked for more gum for 2 & 3, Jon convinced him raspberries were delicious for #4, and Elden didn't ask for anything for pees 5-8. We then put him in training pants that we happened to have on hand from when he showed nominal interest in potty training several months ago which we dubbed his 'practice underwear.'

He requested his underwear instead of a diaper this morning. We obliged but told him he needs to tell us when he has to go potty or we need to put a diaper back on. When we took off his nighttime diaper (which was dry... big shocker there since he had just peed a billion times before bed) he said he had to go pee so we did that on the big potty. His treat? You guessed it! Gum.

We definitely aren't there yet. We need to conquer the deuce still. He did pee in the training pants last night when he and Jon were playing, which is normal since he was having fun and distracted. We probably still won't get all tiger parent but will instead continue to move at his pace. With Edith, Jon is currently mostly homebound during the day anyway so it's easy enough for us to follow Elden's lead. I mostly just can't believe how grown up my baby is getting. Before I know it he'll be going to prom and getting married and I'll be the overbearing mother-in-law you read horror stories about.

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