Week two of our PT journey has been quiet successful *does a proud mummy jig* considering the actual week has been shit (see what I did there!).
Both myself and baby K were ill this week, but we stayed strong and powered through with potty training, the fact that I actually gave a months supply of nappies away ensured we would not be reverting back to our nappy ways!
Day 8: As in my previous post update rounding up week one everything is going surprisingly well, we still haven’t ventured out anywhere too far just the usual places – nursery, to my mums and home again – that’s about all the places I can handle for now! So last night baby K fell asleep in the car on the way home from his nans, bare in mind today is Saturday, so I wasn’t able to sit him on the potty before actually falling asleep, so I stuck it in my head that more than likely that would be the night he wets the bed. At around 1am he wakes up screaming so I dive out of bed, Mr H was on night shift so it was mummy to the rescue, charge across the passageway to his room, which is like five steps, and pick him up ready to face a wet mattress and baby, yeh OK that would of been the good scenario! Instead I charge across, pick him up, feel the mattress and him and they’re both totally dry, but he’s literally screaming, as I turn my head to look at him to check he’s OK he lets out a scream and pukes in my face! Yes in my face! At first I’m like oh shit, lean him forward make sure it all comes out, then I get a whiff of his puke and start gagging myself, it was disastrous. This happened three more times throughout the night.
I can only imagine he picked up some sort of 24 hour bug from nursery, as he didn’t really eat much throughout the day but luckily was drinking a lot of water, our day was spent mainly playing when he had the energy and snoozing on the sofa when he didn’t. We didn’t have any accidents but I think this was down to the fact that he didn’t eat much and any water he consumed was being stored in his body.
Day 9: Today we had some friends round with their little ones for a little get together for baby K’s 2nd birthday. Baby K woke up at 9am full of energy, he seems to be holding his pee a lot longer now, not needing to sit on the potty straight away, so after his morning whizz, we were off downstairs to have some breakfast. He’s still not 100% but the throwing up is over, after breakfast he crawled back on to my lap and had a snooze for nearly two hours, waking up just before everybody started to arrive.
Throughout the day I had a beady eye on him, but luckily we had no wee accidents. However, once again a poo situation occurred in which he did it in his pants. Not sure how I’m going to get him to stop this, am going to put it down to time for now, as I have to keep reminding myself it’s only week two.
Day 12: Today was baby K’s birthday! A whole two years old, we originally had plans to go out with Mr H to Hatfield House and spend the day walking around, but due to the weather being pants and a last minute order for Mr H our day didn’t quite go to plan. Instead we ended up picking up my mum and heading down to Wyervale Garden Centre in Crews Hill as they have a nice restaurant for me and mum and soft play for baby K. This will be the longest trip we’ve had since starting potty training, so I tried to get baby K to sit on the potty before leaving home but he was adamant that he didn’t need to go so I decided to trust him, yes I’m trusting a two year old! I was in a serious panic to the point where I almost didn’t take him because I had this image that I would be THAT mum with THAT child that pees in the ball pit and a parent comes out and announces to the whole restaurant that someones child has gone and who do they belong to! So we get to the garden centre and the first stop is the toilets with out travel potty and luckily enough he sits and does a wee, yay right, wrong! We come out I’m all woohoo crises averted, we can now sit and enjoy a nice lunch, when as I’m perusing the menu deciding what to eat, my son seems to have froze and has a far away gaze in his eyes …. yes he’s taking a dump! So I quickly grab him, my bag and start sprinting to the loos while screaming “hold it, stop” why I don’t know he’d already gone but apparently this is hilarious to a two year old. That sums up the accidents for the day.
Day 13: Today’s a nursery day for baby K, so off he went with his extra pants, tracksuit bottoms, socks and shoes, prepared for the day. His day was an improvement on last week, he had no accidents, not even a poop, I wonder if this is because their approach is to take him to the potty every 30 minutes. We had the option of taking our own potty in to the nursery but I decided not to as I want him to get used to sitting on different pottys and not need his ‘own’ one all the time, so this seems to be going OK.
I haven’t included every single day because lets face it, there’s only so much I can say about poo and wee and how many times we had a hit and miss!
My next post will be once we make it to the one month mark, hopefully that’ll read something like- Baby K tells me each and every time he needs to go potty and we can venture out further than my mums without any poop incidents – watch this space!