I’m not going to lie. The idea of potty training scares the bejesus out of me, as it does many other parents as it’s the first real milestone that’s needed our guidance. Everything up until now has been pot luck and life choices.
She is now at an age of 22 months where one of her friends has just mastered the art of the potty. We’re all insanely envious and every parent knows that as soon as one starts doing something, that the game is officially on.
This particular game is the game of thrones.
But, we’re not going to play. Like a stubborn child, we’re going to sit this one out as it’s more important to go at her pace. After all, it’ll be me cleaning up the consequences.
That’s not to say that we haven’t dipped our toes into that tepid water already. I needed to know that she could do it.
We sit on the potty with a book every now and again and see if something happens. No pressure. I don’t quite know what I’m expecting – probably that she’ll just do it herself with minimal input from me. That’d be the dream right? A delusional one perhaps.
We tell her that the potty is for doing wee wees and poo poos. I’m yet unsure why they both need to be double-barrelled.
For the first time we actually had some success with this relaxed approach. She did a wee in the potty for the first time at 22 months old and I’m quite proud of her.
But you know what? It was probably just a big coincidence. She wasn’t impressed with herself, she didn’t really know what was going on or why we were clapping her ability to wee. She was more confused as to why there was liquid in her potty when she stood up.
For us, it was a celebration that we’re not complete idiots when it comes to parenting and that our delusional hope that she might just do it herself may one day come true.
But really? She’s not ready yet and we’re not really potty training. Saying that we are would be a lie. Playing with the potty for occasional wee’s is all well and good, but really it’s just stroking our egos, not hers.
She’s not showing any signs of wanting to be ready yet. So? We’re not ready yet and that’s fine.
Not what it cracks up to be
I’d love to be one of those mums that cracks it really quickly. Don’t we all? But the reality of her needs should be taken ahead of my own selfish aims to beat this game of thrones. It also needs time and effort to be put in. I’m under no (okay a little…) illusion that it’ll just happen.
Or if we’re being honest, it’s not about winning, but it is about not losing. Nobody wants to be the last one in nappies.
I have no doubt that she will do it one day. She’s not going to be a teenager in nappies and I hope we crack it in the summer.
When we have warmer days so she can play in the garden naked then we’ll give it a real shot. I’m just going to have to take some time off work to get it done.
Have any tips to share about potty training? Let me know!