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Attempt Number 1 at Potty Training

So I started this morning thinking that I was going to work at potty training. I got Callie out of her overnight diaper and talked up the training pants that I had bought her. As I tried getting the pants on she fought and fought and screamed and cried. (As I was thinking, why am I doing this today?) So I tried to convince her to pick a pair of her new panties, again to no avail. So then, I took her to the bathroom and her new little potty and tried to get her to sit on there. She would not bend her knees to sit down. I asked her if she would like to sit on the big potty instead, again fought me every step of the way.

I finally managed to get her into the training pants and explained to her that these were big girl pants that would help her know when she was wet. If she felt like she needed to go, we could sit on her potty in the living room and if she used the potty, she would get a special treat.

So I left her to her shows, about 15 minutes later she came to me and said "Mommy, pee pee." I went and sat with her while she sat on her potty. We sat there as long as she could stand (about 10 minutes) and -- No luck. I told her she did a good job telling me, and that if she felt the need to go, to let me know and we'd try again. She then came out about 10 minutes later and said "Mommy, pee pee". And I saw the stars were gone which means that she was already wet. And I asked her if she already went in her training pants to which she replied, "Yes, treat!"

Ok, so we're kind of missing the point right? So I tried again with a new pair of training pants, explaining to her that these pretty stars ("Look, see how pretty the stars are!") would go away if she made her pants wet. I also again explained that we would have a special treat every time she went in the potty today. ("Ooooh, treat!" was her reply)

I think we're getting it, maybe? Well, she doesn't come in, doesn't say anything for awhile, so I go ask her if she'd like to sit on her potty only to to see that her training pants are once again full and wet. Time to switch methods? Probably. So I called back-up, asking mom if she thought I was frustrating her with the way the morning started and she was rebelling against the potty because I went ahead and tried to do it today.

Mom says that maybe she's just not getting the connection, which I've felt before. She asks why I don't go ahead and keep her in diapers and give her something she really likes to drink for lunch. Then I can put a video in after lunch and have her sit on the potty while she's watching a show. If she manages to go in the potty, I make a huge deal out of it and give her the special treat, maybe then she'll get what I'm wanting her to do.

So, I decide to try it. We're having lunch and I give her a stronger mixture of apple juice then I normally give her (probably almost 1/2 and 1/2 instead of 1/4 to 3/4) . She's finishing up lunch, and I'm trying to get things cleaned up when I looked over she was asleep on the table. It's now almost 3:30 and she's just starting to wake up from falling asleep at 12:30.

Needless to say, today has not exactly gone the way I thought it was going to. I'm not frustrated with her at all, but I am worried about frustrating her to the point that she doesn't even want to try to use the potty. It's such a fine line to walk between pushing too hard and not pushing hard enough! I guess we'll just have to try again tomorrow . . .

Hope your week is starting off on the right foot! God bless you and yours this week!

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