First of all I have to say that I think that you have to be a parent of a truly difficult child to understand the following story.
A few weeks ago, we had all of the kids down to bed but Josh. He crawled into our bed and was supposed to be cuddling but was too squirmy to really call it that, anyway, James looked at me and asked me how could I ever be mad at such a sweet, mild mannered child. To which I reminded James that he is not always mild mannered, and I don't usually get mad, just very frustrated, with his 3 year old self. This is a story of such frustrations today...
Josh is just about 3 1/2 years old, and he is not potty trained... I have been doing diapers continuously for over 10 years now, so whatever. But I have been starting to get looks and comments from other parents. It doesn't bother me what they think, but I am really quite tired of changing his diapers. So I have been working with him, with very little progress. I can get him to pee in the toliet pretty much all day long, if I stay on him, but he has yet to poop in the toliet!!!UGH!!!!!!!!!!!! If I could get him to poop and not pee in the toliet, I could probably make some progress. But having to change the poop out of underwear really grosses me out! And I get tired of it REALLY QUICK! So anyway yesterday after I changed his diaper he absolutely refused to put on another one he insisted on underwear. Well I thought maybe he is ready now, so I put the underwear on him. We were sitting in my parents room (they are not home) watching a movie since our VCR doesn't work anymore. I would not let him sit on the bed, because my mom would FREAK OUT if she knew he had peed in it. So he had to stay on the ground. Well when in was over I told everyone to go upstairs and go to my room, so we could have a chat. The phone rang so I picked it up in my parents room. Upon returning it I found Josh on my father's chair with that look on his face. I said to him what are you doing in here, let's go upstairs, and he just looked at me and said I peed. OH GREAT! So I cleaned up my dad FAVORITE chair, showered Josh and prayed I got it all out.
Fastforward to today. Josh woke up dry and went in the toliet, so proud of himself he convinced me again to put on underwear. I have some training pants (they are a little thicker than regular underwear) and told him he must wear these. So he wanted his Buzz Lightyear underwear. We made a compromise and he wore both. Now it is 11:30am, and he hasn't peed or pooped and I'm getting nervous and I'm just going to force him to sit on the toliet, and he comes to the top of the stair to tell me he has pooped in his pants. Luckily the training pants soaked up the pee. But I thought I am going to make this a little more difficult for him and I made him clean the poop off of his underwear. First of all he got poop all over. Even under his nails, all over his hands, the toliet seat, the ground, etc. As he was doing this he was giggling with glee of how hard it was to get the poop off of the underwear. I tried to show him how to do it a little more gracefully, but it just went right over his head. I gave up with him cleaning the underwear and decided to throw them away instead. Somedays, you just can't do it. I gave him a shower and cleaned him up. He loves showers, I almost wish it was a punishment, but it so is not. UGH!
I honestly don't know when he will be potty trained, maybe I will really try over Thanksgiving, or Christmas Breaks. I had a friend who once had Santa take the diapers when he came on Christmas eve. Maybe we will have to do that.
But today Toby said to me "I guess you are going to have to homeschool Josh, since he isn't getting potty trained soon enough". I was not happy that another person was thinking exactly what I was thinking. Well maybe he won't go to college in diapers.