The above title is a misnomer since we have no practical advice to give on potty training. Below, however, are our war stories from the trenches:
(1) Do not mistake pull-ups for kinda cool diapers. Because if you give in to your toddler’s demands that she wants pull-ups just like all of her friends in preschool, but you’re not actually ready to potty train yet, then you’ll be stuck buying pull-ups for ages until she is ready. And in addition to being much more expensive, you will find yourself without a transitional piece, forcing you to go cold turkey (or full commando, whichever metaphor is more appropriate here).
(2) Cleaning out a “solid” accident from a pair of close-fitting underwear is not at all as efficient as changing a dirty diaper. There’s the navigation of said full panties down the legs and over the feet without leaving streaks behind. And then you have to wash out the panties yourself without turning a bit green. All under the constant threat of another accident while your babe is now bottomless.
(3) You start to sound like a raving lunatic as you oscillate between repeating the same questions every five minutes (Do you need the potty? Are you sure? Why don’t you try to use the potty, anyway? Do you need the potty?) and being the world’s most hyper cheerleader (Yay!! You used the potty! Great job! You’re such a big girl! Way to go! Look at that poop!). If you ask these questions often enough, you will elicit an actual eye-roll from your toddler with the accompanying “I know, Mom!” full of teenage scorn and attitude.
(4) Accidents will happen, just like the spit-up on a new shirt or baby food on the walls. What is astounding is the quantity that can flow from such a tiny little person. Apparently that’s what 12 ounces of fluid looks like on the floor. On the plus side, doing two loads of laundry every day does make you a bit nostalgic about the newborn days. You know it’s bad when you kind of miss the convenience of diapers (There, I said it, we all have our little dark secrets).
(5) Toddlers are stubborn little things with the will of a dictator and the attention span of a gnat. Although she may be standing within inches of an available potty, and although you may have asked her a dozen times in the last five minutes and finally convinced her to go into the bathroom with you, she may still have a full blown accident standing beside the potty because she was distracted by a decorative bowl of little stones next to the toilet. Note to self: giving in to her initial demands of holding one of these stones five hours earlier is seeming less innocent now, in the wake of the big clean-up that followed.
(6 ) Potty training is not fun for toddlers either. If given the choice between having an accident in her pants or continuing to play with Play Doh, guess which one option she will choose? Now refer back to #2 above.
(7) Little girls are not born knowing to keep their knees together when on the potty. Apparently when your daughter sits on a full-sized potty with a wide stance (to keep from falling in), and you kneel in front of her (to keep her from falling in), your chest is at just the right level to receive an inconvenient dousing. I suppose this is where you feel lucky that it’s your chest and not your face. I didn’t feel quite this lucky when it happened to me.
(8) You begin to have anxiety attacks when you travel for any distance in the car. You start to obsessively memorize the maps of stores and the zoo and can tell anyone where the nearest bathroom is from your current location. You learn to chant to your little one, “Hold it in, hold it in, keep holding it in!” as you race for these spots at the count of 1, 2, 3 “I have to pee!”
(9) You notice how much better your toddler’s jeans fit without the bulk of a pull-up or diaper. Yes, this is minor silver-lining, but still, you take what you can get.
(10) You marvel the first time your toddler makes it a whole day out of the house without an accident. And life feels just a little bit easier. So while she is still able to double your blood pressure with the simple phrase “I need to use the potty,” you start to envision a life without bottles and pacifiers and diapers and lovies. At least until the next one comes along…
(11) You imagine just how much harder this would be if you had a son and had to teach him how to aim standing up. For those that do, kudos to you!