I’ve been a colossal failure in the potty training department.
Well, not me personally; I’ve been able to manage that feat for quite some time.
Unless I’m pregnant with a cough, then continence and I are no longer friendly.
But enough about me.
Carter has been wearing actual underwear at school for some time now. Some days are hit and miss and others he’s been doing fabulous. The problem? Inconsistency at home (read: Me and Mike). It’s hard enough to get our shit together at home without throwing a pissing and shitting toddler into the mix. Not to mention the fact that he fights toilet time like nothing I’ve ever seen before. He’s great sometimes, then other times it’s like we’re dragging him to the electric chair. He’s awesome if it’s on his terms, but when we decide it’s time to go? Not. Having. It.
The problem is his terms are few and far between and usually after his pull-up is full and uncomfortable.
So now? We’ve been instructed to quit pull-ups and diapers.
Cold turkey.
The only time he’s allowed to be in a diaper is bedtime - not even nap time. Just overnight.
As if I don’t have enough shit (pun intended) to deal with.
So far this morning I’ve turned on the microwave timer to beep every half hour. In the past hour and a half we’ve had one accident. Already.
Awesome.
My question though? What about the furniture? Granted our couch needed to be professional cleaned burned ages ago but I don’t need the smell of pee and poop to be embedded along with everything else.
I could go the granny plastic couch route only I have no idea where to get the plastic covers, and I need them NOW.
Any suggestions?
Now the other child? He’s relatively easy. He doesn’t cry all that much, fusses more then anything. I think I’ve unintentionally conditioned him to sleep only in his swing. Laying flat on his back sends him into fits of spastic rage. The kind where his arms are flailing uncontrollably which in turn wakes him up.
Yes we swaddle.
[And very well I might add thanks to Parent Bloggers Network and Rookie Moms for the Miracle Blanket I won during a draw.]
If he’s in a mood he just looses his shit when his arms are pinned.
He has that thingy to keep him from rolling (which he can’t really yet), which help make him feel a little more confined.
AND he has his nights and days all mixed up which has resulted in me crashing on the couch while he chills in his swing most nights. Yes, I am just enabling the confusion, but he’s a month old - I can’t really ask that much from him.
The laundry could be done, and I could use a nice glass of sauvignon blanc, but that will come another day.
Soon my child, soon.
Refresh your cache, there’s a new design! Refreshing, summery, spring-like. Ironic that I unveil it the day of the hugest snowstorm this year.
