Keeping it up! Day three completed...
Emilie in George's long Monster shirt, bottomless with a cute hairband.
Well,
it seems like this 3 day method won't be a "three day" method, but
rather a week perhaps. Which is a bit disappointing, because we won't be
able to stay home soon and have a whole days worth of travel to help
take my mom for her dental surgery (One surgery of many for her missing
tooth. The first one will be removing the dead root of the tooth that
was left over). It's been a whirlwind in potty training, and I think
I've been so down on myself because I thought that Emilie would have it
down in three days. Well, I think the progress she's made has been
phenomenal, even if I had expectations that she'd completely have it by
the third day. It seems, from reading around the web, that most 18 month
old potty training children are having 1 week training. "Three days"
generally mean the "kick off days" anyway and a child can really get
into the swing of potty training anywhere from less than or more than
three days. I guess I really just needed to adjust my expectations.
Our toughest challenge so far, is that Emilie really doesn't like drinking, so getting her to pee enough for this training to work is hard (every 20 minutes is ideal, but she's averaging around 2-3 an hour at best). Despite that though, she is still making progress, which is good. Emilie's biggest progress came today when she started to grab and hold herself with her hand when she needed to go! This was fantastic because sometimes she doesn't say "potty" because there are more exciting things to do than go to the potty, and boy does that signal come in handy (I've used it at least five times today)! She's literally holding in her pee! Once George was on the potty and wouldn't get off (he wanted to make her jealous of him, and he actually said it!). I didn't get him off fast enough (thank you diplomacy)... Emilie held it as long as she could, but it was so cute and sad when she started to pee through her little hand. I then physically removed George (ok, more like tossed him off on his head, so sorry George!) and put Emilie on. Anyway, so the rest of the day sort of went like that... without the tossing of George on his head, but with everything else!
Another challenge is that Emilie is so independent! She will not sit on the potty if I tell her to and will scream if I set her down on it. The only time she lets me set her down on it is if she's saying "potty!" or if she's starting to have little drips of an accident and I whisk her to the seat, or if she's going onto it all by herself... she'll also go on it if she see's George going on the potty (then she'll literally hit him and try to push him off to get on... I'm trying to help her stop this habit. Yes, she's a feisty little girl!).
The whole potty training thing is really exhausting because I have to watch her every minute of the day. If I turn my back or if she goes into another room, there could very well be a pool of pee on the floor. I really just need to keep on top of it, which is hard, and keep setting her on the potty once she makes the grab. She really thinks it's silly as I grab her and do a bouncing jig across the room to the potty saying "POTTY, POTTY, POTTY!!!" and she giggles away. Also, our whole schedule being thrown off by potty training, it's really stressful and exhausting. I'm really trying to get us back into the swing of things and our schedule. We finally had story time again today and boy, was that relaxing. I wish we would have been doing that since the beginning, all cuddled up in bed with tons of the best books in the world. Well, at the beginning I was a bit more worried of her peeing on the books... I still am and keep a hawk eye on her during story time, nevertheless!
Well, hopefully things will continue to improve. One thing won't change though, and that's Emilie's new addiction to being outside. She lives, eats, and breaths outside time. The moment we get downstairs to breakfast she pulls me to the door. After breakfast before I've finished cleaning up, she pulls me to the door. She just learned that pulling mommy and daddy places can get her many things she wants, and it's so darn cute. I'm going to die from the cuteness of my own kids! George is so crazy cute (I just want to pinch his cheeks all day and snuggle him... I get to during story time!), and Emilie is so darn crazy cute (seriously, she's so sassy with me, hits anyone in arms reach of her, but she's so darn sweet... even while she's hitting you. I got to get her to stop hitting! She was seriously born with a hitting inclination... George was not... but he's a boy, so he naturally gravitated toward the "natural man". I can't leave these two kids alone together for they're physical safety!). I am so blessed to have George and Emilie as my very own children! Ok, mom hormones, I'm starting to cry now. They're so darn cute and sweet and special and gosh I love them! I LOVE YOU GEORGE!!! I LOVE YOU EMILIE!!! *hugs and kisses you both*
Our toughest challenge so far, is that Emilie really doesn't like drinking, so getting her to pee enough for this training to work is hard (every 20 minutes is ideal, but she's averaging around 2-3 an hour at best). Despite that though, she is still making progress, which is good. Emilie's biggest progress came today when she started to grab and hold herself with her hand when she needed to go! This was fantastic because sometimes she doesn't say "potty" because there are more exciting things to do than go to the potty, and boy does that signal come in handy (I've used it at least five times today)! She's literally holding in her pee! Once George was on the potty and wouldn't get off (he wanted to make her jealous of him, and he actually said it!). I didn't get him off fast enough (thank you diplomacy)... Emilie held it as long as she could, but it was so cute and sad when she started to pee through her little hand. I then physically removed George (ok, more like tossed him off on his head, so sorry George!) and put Emilie on. Anyway, so the rest of the day sort of went like that... without the tossing of George on his head, but with everything else!
Another challenge is that Emilie is so independent! She will not sit on the potty if I tell her to and will scream if I set her down on it. The only time she lets me set her down on it is if she's saying "potty!" or if she's starting to have little drips of an accident and I whisk her to the seat, or if she's going onto it all by herself... she'll also go on it if she see's George going on the potty (then she'll literally hit him and try to push him off to get on... I'm trying to help her stop this habit. Yes, she's a feisty little girl!).
The whole potty training thing is really exhausting because I have to watch her every minute of the day. If I turn my back or if she goes into another room, there could very well be a pool of pee on the floor. I really just need to keep on top of it, which is hard, and keep setting her on the potty once she makes the grab. She really thinks it's silly as I grab her and do a bouncing jig across the room to the potty saying "POTTY, POTTY, POTTY!!!" and she giggles away. Also, our whole schedule being thrown off by potty training, it's really stressful and exhausting. I'm really trying to get us back into the swing of things and our schedule. We finally had story time again today and boy, was that relaxing. I wish we would have been doing that since the beginning, all cuddled up in bed with tons of the best books in the world. Well, at the beginning I was a bit more worried of her peeing on the books... I still am and keep a hawk eye on her during story time, nevertheless!
Well, hopefully things will continue to improve. One thing won't change though, and that's Emilie's new addiction to being outside. She lives, eats, and breaths outside time. The moment we get downstairs to breakfast she pulls me to the door. After breakfast before I've finished cleaning up, she pulls me to the door. She just learned that pulling mommy and daddy places can get her many things she wants, and it's so darn cute. I'm going to die from the cuteness of my own kids! George is so crazy cute (I just want to pinch his cheeks all day and snuggle him... I get to during story time!), and Emilie is so darn crazy cute (seriously, she's so sassy with me, hits anyone in arms reach of her, but she's so darn sweet... even while she's hitting you. I got to get her to stop hitting! She was seriously born with a hitting inclination... George was not... but he's a boy, so he naturally gravitated toward the "natural man". I can't leave these two kids alone together for they're physical safety!). I am so blessed to have George and Emilie as my very own children! Ok, mom hormones, I'm starting to cry now. They're so darn cute and sweet and special and gosh I love them! I LOVE YOU GEORGE!!! I LOVE YOU EMILIE!!! *hugs and kisses you both*
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