Griffin turned 3 last month and there was still no sign of potty training readiness. To be fair, he was born with a genetic disposition to low muscle tone, so we expect him to reach physical milestones a little later than other kids his age. However, this doesn’t seem to be about physical ability, but rather about willingness.
He is stubborn. He doesn’t want to use the potty.
I introduced him to the potty when he was 2. He didn’t want to go near it.
I bought him fun underwear. He wasn’t interested.
I refused to put a diaper on him. He cried. And demanded a diaper.
For the past couple of weeks I have been making him go without a diaper for a portion of each day. He has an amazing ability to hold his bladder, and I know when he does have to pee, because he sneaks away to do it in private, then cries for me to change him. I have been bribing him with chocolate chips and M&M’s to sit on the potty, and today it paid off….he peed on the potty!
If you don’t have children, you probably don’t get my excitement, and please…feel free to skip this and all future potty training posts. I understand.
He had started peeing his pants and I realized it and rushed him to the potty. As I left the room to get him some dry clothes, I heard that little tinkling noise….YAY! I clapped and jumped around like a fool and told him how excited I was. He looked at me like I’m crazy and refused to celebrate with me. He does not want to discuss it.
I don’t care. I’m happy enough for both of us.
The rest of the day was full of him sneaking off to pee his pants, and waiting for naptime and the diaper that goes with it to poop. I didn’t even mind, because I finally see a light at the end of the tunnel. In the not so distant future, I will be free from changing diapers.
And what a wonderful day that will be.