In my mind I had decided to wait to start potty training until we get to CO. My entire life is in limbo down to even a simple vacation. Waiting for this, waiting for that. Life spins on around me day after day and I'm in the middle, still and dizzy and watching the moments pass in the wind. It's not a comfortable feeling and as hard as I try to continue to live in the moment that is now, I can't help but wonder about the future. All of which I have absolutely no control over.
Anyways, back to my point, I don't have the time or patience right now to deal with accidents and such that comes along with potty training. It just seemed right and Gavin showed no signs he's ready, until today.
As I cleaned out his sock drawer a pack of Cars undies was found by his little hands. He wanted to "open it" and soon discovered he could put them on himself and knew just how. I undressed him and took off his diaper and he put a pair of the cool undies on. They were pretty loose on him, but he looked so grown up. I asked him over and over all morning, "do you have to potty?" "I don't think so mommy" he'd say. After a good 30 min of playing in his new undies, I see he wet himself. We tried another pair. This time, we played, me still asking every few minutes, thinking what a challenge this is going to be, as the kid pees as often as I do! I have him hop on his Cars potty seat and we read books. Two of them about using the big potty. After 10 min of sitting there, I ask, "Did you go potty?" "I don't think so mommy." We get up, a tiny ring around his bare bottom. A few minutes later he tells me he peed on his blankie, and he did. A few minutes after that before yet another pair of underwear gets on his little behind, he stands and pees on the floor on his puzzle and takes off running through the house dripping all the while. And I decide, mommy needs a break as much as he does, so diapers on, we head for the park.
Could this one thing come easily for us? Maybe, but not today.
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