Potty training. As you can see, it's serious business. And this week, I think, I can proudly claim success. Of course, success is relative, and I've been trying for months to get to this point, using various methods and techniques and tricks, mostly to no avail. The twins simply were not ready for my previous attempts.
I've had my share of pee-pee pick-up duty. I've scrubbed down furniture and carpets to get rid of undesirable waste. I've dealt with tantrums over wearing or not wearing a diaper. I've rushed babies to the potty only to sit there for hours as they refused to pee or to move. I've completely missed dinner at a restaurant, spending the entire time in the restroom with petulant twins. I've gone through hundreds of stickers. I've begged, cajoled, threatened and broken down into tears.
Potty training. It is serious business.
It got so bad at one point, I simply gave up, deciding that my quitting did not equal a failure on my part or on my kids' parts.
After that last attempt, as the twins approached their 2.5 mark, I decided, once more, to try the potty.
Here are a few things that worked for me: