Day 3. I’m tired. Getting a little discouraged. i keep trying to remind myself that
1) She is well beyond where Asher was on his day 3, so there’s that.
2) it’s only day 3.
3) Have I mentioned it’s only day 3?
I think the main struggle is when i was preparing myself mentally for the next few weeks, i forgot to factor in Asher being around. I even pre-made almost all of this week’s dinners last week figuring all I’d be doing was potty training & laundry (& cleaning floors)…figuring the bulk of the ‘work’ with the learning process would be done this week. Basically every accident we’ve had today was due to me not paying much attention to her while helping Asher with something (or disciplining), or being in the kitchen. Asher’s a little tired of the constant trips Grace & I are taking to the potty, not to mention a touch of cabin fever. We went to the park this morning since it wasn’t AS hot & a tad overcast (all 3 of us were still drenched in sweat though)…took the little potty with us….but little girl decided she’d rather poop in her underwear. Yeah, the part that I had already checked of the list as “done”. Oh well. I planned to do a little baking during naptime…i think i’m going to nap instead (once i clean up the tornado that breakfast & lunch brought on in the kitchen).
Sigh. This too shall pass. In the meantime, yes, I would like some cheese with my whine.
on the upside, we’re not doing any kind of reward system & she’s doing pretty well. Yesterday a couple times & this morning she went into the bathroom on her own indicating she had to go. But we’re still in the “more misses than hits” phase. I’m at that point that I’m thinking perhaps I AM a madwoman. But my inner aerobics instructor won’t let me think of quitting till 3 weeks have passed. yeah, maybe i am one sandwich short of a picnic.