holy CRAP!

it all started so innocently. i went into b's room this morning when she woke up, pulled up the shades and said - hey bridgie, its a great day today. and she shouted "POTTY DAY!"

huh? i was over this but, whatever.

i ask her if she wants to use the potty and she says no. ok, that's what i thought. so we go downstairs, have breakfast and i change her diaper. i decided to just put sweatpants on her and i don't say a word about the potty. we go about our day and she "tinkles" four times before lunch. FOUR times. on her own.

so i start to wonder about poop. i'm not going to mention it because i am hip to her jive now, i'm just wondering.

lunch is over and i let her run around a bit instead of going straight in for her nap. and i see her. sitting there. either going or trying to. periodically peering between her legs to see if there's any action down there. she finishes, jumps up and turns around to invevstigate.

"MOMMY! POOP IN POTTY!

so we go crazy and scream and jump around about the poop in the potty. then she turns around and puts her hands on each side of the mini seat and practically puts her head in the bowl to examine the poop. i think she was as shocked as i was to see it there.

next she carries the potty to the toilet - which she has INSISTED on doing all day long. as part of her terms, she must be the one to dump her products into the real potty. and off it goes with a flick of the wrist and a bye bye!

at least we know who's the boss around here.

pressure vs. motivation

after a good first day of p training, day 2 was a bust. she refused to sit on the potty today. completely. refused. so i said, great, take your time, its your potty. HA! actually, i begged her to sit on the potty, attempted to bribe her with m&ms and pretty much used every mental warfare weapon in my arsenal. as usual, i lost.

when it was finally clear that it wasn't going to happen, i decide to check out the book o's mom gave me last night. toilet training the brazelton way. according to the good doctor B, miss b isn't ready. in fact, she displayed 5 of the 7 signs your child is not ready. and one sign that wasn't a part of the 7, but ought to be. she didn't poop at all yesterday and she didn't until late this afternoon, that must be some sort of sign, right? the strange thing is that she is the one who always wants to sit on the potty.

i'm not sure what to do - so feel free to comment. i am most definitely not going at it full time but i can't decide if i should dabble in it. at this point, i told her that it was her potty and she could use it whenever she wanted - see? i wasn't lying in paragraph 1. we'll see. i'm pretty sure my very stubborn girl will inform me when its going to happen.