Too little, too… early?
As a mom, you’re constantly reminded that you’re no where near perfect. Today was one of those days. I failed… again. 
I mentioned recently that today was slated to be Connor’s Special Potty Day. He turned two barely over a month ago and has shown some interest in the potty.
I failed to distinguish the difference between “interest” and “readiness.” After three hours in the bathroom and nine pairs of wet underwear (with zero successes), we let the poor boy go back to the way things were before. I think he understands the steps, but perhaps just doesn’t know how to hold it yet. Oops.
Add to that the fact that he and I have both been facing nasty colds this week, and we were quite a pair. He tried. I tried. There was no frustration involved. I just realized I might have been a bit premature in scheduling the Big Day. He was much happier when I said he could leave the bathroom if we put his diaper back on. We’ll try again in a few months, maybe.
Andy was three when we potty trained him. Brady was more than two-and-a-half. So, again, I was probably a bit premature. I was, however, also relieved when we ended the three hour stand-off ordeal, because I spent the majority of the morning gagging and needing the toilet myself. I’m sure that’s more than you wanted to know, right?
So, we didn’t progress much today. Connor does know it’s not scary to sit on the potty. He knows there are rewards. But Mommy also knows that he’ll get it when he’s good and ready. She also knows that she’s forever changing diapers anyway, so there’s no real incentive to rush this job.
It looks like we both learned a thing or two today. Then again, I knew I wasn’t perfect before.