Today I am officially the Mother of a Toddler. Giuliana is 18 months old. That seems completely unbelievable to me. But that is not the subject of this post.
Oh, no. The subject today is the sheer insanity* that is going on around me. I expected that things would begin to get a little hairy as G morphed from Baby to Toddler. We have entered The Whining. We have Little Miss Independent. She has become The Stair Master. She believes sleep is for babies and that Blue's Clues should be on TV 24 hours a day for her pleasure. All typical, I suppose. She has even recently been holding herself and saying "uh-oh" when she has a wet diaper. I thought, cool, she's pretty young to make that association, good for her. Potty Training, however, had not even ENTERED MY MIND YET**.
Not so for my friends, though. My sister-in-law, Gina, is in the midst of PT my 2 1/2 year old nephew, Dante. Good for them. My other sister-in-law, Kristin, just began PT my 3 year old nephew, Brayden. Wonderful! Awesome.
And then, the crazy started. My friend Keisha has recently been discussing on Facebook how her daughter, Abigail, wants to start using the potty like her big sister. Abigail. Is. 15. Months. Old.
And Kristin, my sister-in-law? Says her daughter, Payton, wants to learn to use the potty like her big brother. Payton is a whooping 22 months old. 4 months older than G. Excuse me. What? Potty Training. POTTY TRAINING?!?
I have not even begun to consider potty training. Hell, I'm still sweating over the whole bottle weening issue. We decided to hold off on that, waiting till G tells us the time is right. And that pretty much sums up my parenting philosophy: procrastinate. Ummm, I mean, listen to your child. So, that is the track we will be taking with this PT deal, too. G will let us know when she's ready. Hopefully she'll be ready sometime before her 10th birthday. I hear they frown on un-trained middle schoolers.
John and I were taking a leisurely stroll around the Upper East Side on Wednesday morning, trying to find some breakfast before his doctor's appointment. There, in a book store window, prominently displayed, was this classic:
Yes, they do. But I didn't know Everyone Poops into the potty before their 2nd birthday. Toddlerhood? Is going to be interesting.
* Keisha and Kristin: You two totally rock. I am not mocking you. Just amazed. A-Mazed.
** Really, people, just to clarify: I am NOT sweating potty-training yet. Simply shocked, SHOCKED I TELL YOU, that it seems to be rearing it's head at me lately. Go away, PT, we'll visit next year. Maybe.
6 comments:
i love that book that flushes. its so fun to watch the kids with that one..."for real? that's a potty sound!" then they press it like 9000 times until their mean teacher sneaks off with it and puts it under her pile of paperwork until tomorrow. What a great way to try to help children to NOT be afraid of the toilet flushing noise. I didn't know it was such a big deal but holy crap apparently they think its some kind of crazy poop eating monster! which, i guess, especially at their size makes sense. Good luck if you start potty training G.
I'll buy you a nice little time timer to assist you in your toddlerhood years. its like a magic wand in my classroom. Okay, you have five more minutes with that then you have to do something else... that is, when the red's all gone. its totally amazing that the children, since the concept of time is not there, can actually see the red disappearing. I think it makes them feel some sense of empowerment. ;)
Dont sweat it. She (and you) will get to it when you are ready!
think of it as not having to pay for diapers any more! i know she is only 18 mns., but i did say she is a genius! :) love and miss you!
I loathe potty training with all that I am. That said, procrastinating, er, waiting until they are ready is totally the way to go.
Unfortunately I speak as one who didn't go that route....
:)
Um, what? She's 18 months? EEEK.
Yup, the potty training thing... I tremble in fear at the thought. I think that once Maddie hits 18 months I'll buy a little potty to keep in the downstairs bathroom for her, and maybe pick up some of the books you were talking about... but that's about as far as I've gotten with it. Really, I'm still a bit in denial that she's walking!
She has a 2-yr-old friend who is in the midst of it all, so she's watching while at her dayhome. We'll see!
Good God...I just got an email from Pampers today about potty training.
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