1) You will never have privacy in the bathroom again. I went to the bathroom first thing this morning and in ran the two girls, who both broke into applause when they "heard" me.
2) You won't get anything done around the house. You're too tired running the stairs to accompany your child to the bathroom because she wants an audience (imagine this times two, btw). I am not exaggerating when I say that I have run up and down the stairs at least 50 times a day this past week. I'm going to write a diet book and make some money...
3) You can never leave the house if you want to keep them dry. I made them sit on the potty before we left for Costco. Although they tried, neither one had to go. We drive to Costco (a 15 minute drive), get a cart, and about 5 minutes past the entrance Lady says she has to go. Panic runs through me. If you've been in Costco, you know it's a far run, but forget it weaving through 1000 oversized shopping carts on a Saturday. And yet. I grab the baby, the diaper bag, Bell and Lady and we are running as fast as 3 year old legs can run and I'm telling her "hold it, hold it... wait til we get there." In swoops Dora, the nicest employee Costco has ever hired. She's a mother of four and she grabs Lady and runs ahead of me to the bathroom. She finds a stall and waits with Lady, holds the baby for me while I cover the toilet and of course, by this time it was too late, but dear Lady did save a little bit for the toilet. I'm exhausted and I have yet to make it through the store. We wash my hands, Lady's hands, Bell's hands, our neighbor's hands (just kidding), and went back to find our abandoned cart. The place was packed. Surely they must have been giving something away for free... I mean, more than the standard samples they provide, because everyone was shopping today. We get to the check out, which is about 30 miles long, give or take 10 miles. We're waiting, waiting, baby is getting fussy... I'm bouncing her, singing, jiggling, and finally we're two carts from the checkout when Bell says "I have to go to the bathroom." What? Are you sure? Can you hold it? Of course she can't hold it... she' 3 and she's only been doing this for 2 days. I throw the baby in the sling on my hip, I pick up Bell and tell Lady to run to keep up. We run to the bathroom, get the toilet covered, and wait, and wait, and wait. NOTHING. She tells me she doesn't have to go anymore (???) But we still have to wash my hands, Bell's hands, Lady's hands and I swear someone else's hands. Finally we get back to the cart but of course I'm back to the end of the swarm. By that time, my bag of frozen berries has defrosted and the chicken is on its way. I'm too tired to do anything but support my weight on the cart as I head back to the car. By the time we get to the house and the food is unloaded Bell peed her pants. Sigh. I guess we're potty trained as long as we stay home and do nothing else all day.
4 comments:
After a few incidents where Ethan filled his shoes with pee at the store, I mandated that he had to wear diapers when we ran errands until he could prove he could stay dry. Worked for night training too! Two weeks of dry nights and he could wear his underpants to bed.
Good luck! Hard enough with one, I can't even imagine it with two.
Nightmare. I think you're supermom!
Samantha went to the bathroom in The Olive Garden when I was training her. After she was done, and washing her hands, a lady came it to avail herself of the facilities. When she (complete stranger) was finished, Samantha cheered and said "Yeay! Good girl. You went pee-pee on the potty." The lady giggled. I was mortified, BUT then she went on to say "Okay, now wipe your bajina." I didn't stick around to hear her response to that.
I am LAUGHING OUT LOUD!!! This is SO FUNNY, I'm sure you'll be glad you wrote this down! You are a total Queen to be taking all 3 kids to Costco in the midst of potty training. Good LUCK! It WILL eventually be worth it.
Post a Comment