Potty Training - Chapter 1

Just like all first time moms ( well..ok, some first time moms), I panic for a variety of reasons in the life of my toddler. So naturally, when my daughter had her first diaper rash a few weeks back, I was a panic-monster. At first, I tried to be cool , but when I saw it was not getting any better with her creams, I had it. The fact that it turned out to be fungal dint really help much to ease my tension!

I blamed myself for neglect, blamed my husband more for his, I blamed the concept of diapers, the diaper company, the store that sold these diapers and the list went on. I dint spare anyone :). I googled, read all about diaper rashes, went onto read forums about cloth diapers users and the goodness of getting babies potty trained early on.

Now I was excited and motivated. Well. if some moms out there can get their babies potty trained before 12 months, I should be able to.. especially when I have a 3 month time advantage over them. So started my PT obsession.

I took my little one and all my optimism to babiesrus. I pulled out 3 different potty seats and started examining them. My daughter got very excited as well and started running from one seat to another. Just when I started to pull the 4th one from the shelf, I heard a sound next to me. I turn to see my daughter pushing one of the potty seats and park it right at end of the aisle, comfortably blocking any little space for people to pass by. I also noticed that she was making a " brrrrrr" sound that she does to demonstrate a car ride. That should have been my first clue:) but I dint catch it.

I managed to bring a seat back home. So I put it in the living room and show her to sit on it. She smiles at me and I think to myself " this seems easier than I thought ". I clap to signify her achievement, and she claps as well. As I am going over the next steps in my mind, I see her stand up and run towards her toys. She pulls her favourite doll , Monali and runs back with her to the potty. I was still optimistic since I thought she needed company to remember the rules:) What she did next sealed any little hope I had in this process. She put her doll flat across the potty seat , patted her and began to sing to her!

The seat is now sitting in our bathroom, bright and pink, starting at me in a condescending way! I do hope I can get to it someday and then I can have the last laugh, but for now everyone else is definitely having more fun.