Potty for all

Well, my little one has started to potty train himself. Yup, you heard me, potty train HIMSELF. I am amazed at him as I watch him grow and learn and SPEAK and put thoughts together and put sentences together. I am still in that “you are a real person” amazement phase that probably every mother goes through at some point or another. Sometimes I really hate that I can’t be at home with him, to teach him and to learn FROM him. He says “mommy, read book……” in his small a sweet voice as I am about to leave. His dad takes him to school on most mornings because he doesn’t have a micromanaging asshole clock-watching him , so he can be a little later going in to work. Sometimes, I don’t even get a chance to say good morning to my baby because I am gone before he wakes if it’s one of those days where he’s a little more tired. But on these days, when he really wants ME to stay (usually he’s a Daddy’s boy, much to my damn shagrin) it hurts me that I cannot be there and take the time to just sit down and do something as simple as read a book.





He now wants to feed himself, though he makes a mess, and it's so cute to see him try. And messes are o.k. after all, that's what being a kid is about. He can now pretty much feed himself out of this cereal bowl......all this and he's not even 2. Is that fast for his age **shrug** I dunno....I just know that I'm proud :-)






Women who are in the corporate work-world and are mommies deal with this all the time, but it’s different now. It’s different because it’s now ME. I now see and feel their pain. And I hate the fact that I have to leave him every single day and potentially miss out on his accomplishments. What if he has some big significant accomplishment with **gasp, gulp** with one of them “surrogate caregivers” (i.e. the daycare people) and not with ME or my husband! I hate the thought……. And thusfar, if anything major has happened in his development like 1st step or 1st word, the daycare folks haven’t said anything. But…..there is also a dichotomy within me……for I also know that within me, I am NOT a solely stay-at-home mother type. I would lose my everlovin mind being at home 24/7, no change of scenery, no change of venue, NO adult interaction and no break from my little one. Though I love my little one with every fiber of my being, since I LIVE where we’d be all the time and my shopping habit would be almost cut down to NOTHING since we’d be livin off one salary…….I might lose my mind with that option too.! I would ideally love to work 3 days a week and make at least 80% of what I make and have 4 days to spend with him. That would work…..wait hold on…





…….SLAP……


O.K., I’m back, I had to slap myself back into reality! That shit just ain’t probable…… it COULD happen if that PERFECT opportunity came and that PERFECT salary came with it, but REALITY is that that just isn’t MY reality. So, this is why it means so much to me when I ask the daycare folks “Have you been working with him in terms of potty training yet?” and they replied “No….. not as of yet, but he sees when we take all of the older kids to the bathroom etc……”. It makes me feel good that it is apparent that it is because of me and my husband that he is starting to train himself! He is a very smart little boy and seeing as though he’s a potty voyeur (i.e. you CAN’T go to the bathroom without him being present) he’s picked up on everything from sitting on the potty, to the fact that you need tissue, to washing your hands when you are done.

So, here we are, in the potty and since I introduced him to his potty seat last week, he’s been uberly fascinated with it. So, he OUT.OF.THE.BLUE says “Mommy, I go potty…”. I say “Do you have to GO potty or did you already go?” . He says “I got go potty”. Well, la-dee-da…..I am ALLLLLLLLLL to happy to oblige him, I take the potty seat, plop it on top of the regular seat (I personally think those things that kids piss and shit in that I HAVE TO CLEAN OUT are DISGUSTING for that VERY reason, so that ain’t goin down in Motown) and I take his diaper off and plop him on it.


Laaa la laaa laaa

“what…what’s that I hear?” This boy starts peeing after like 2 minutes! I was amazed! See below.....



Boy asked for his tissue and everything!! LMAO!! He is tooooo funny to me!

So, after that, we get off the potty and he asks to wash his hands (dayum my baby is smart!) and the one thing I have to say is that if this keeps up, he'll be trained by his 2nd birthday! And Mommy couldn't be MORE overjoyed at THAT possibility!!! Though these days are the sweetest days in terms of him still being my "baby", I am also excited to see him grow and learn and ask for things in sentences ("mommy I want apple" or "i don't like it" or "mommy washie hands for me" or my favorite "I carry you" which means he wants ME to carry HIM down the stairs). I know this time is fading fast, and he'llbecome more independent and I can see he ALREADYhas his daddy's love of people (the boy ain't scared to talk to NOBODY)and his agressive, competitive nature. Cause Momma is more relaxed than them two men in my house, so he OBVIOUSLY got it from the "daddy monkey" as he calls his father. And YES he really calls him that when he's with me or when he's with him.....and YEEEEEEEES I started him calling him that and it kinda stuck so now the baby calls him that! LOL TOO FUNNY! But, he's growing up and soon will be riding bikes, and playing T-ball and liking girls....



But for now he's my Elmo loving, sweet boy and that's just the way I like it!

be e-z......