I’m whispering this…..we may have potty success.
After my previous post comparing my daughter to Elsa from Frozen I thought we would be waiting until she was 3 years plus.
Nothing was working. We had tried chocolate bribes, toy shop bribes, ice cream bribes and we’re getting flat refusals continually.
My Mum had another go about two weeks ago and the gremlin completely refused to wear pants! She knew the agenda and ran around naked for three hours, telling Mum she wouldn’t wee on the carpet and begging for her nappy when the obvious urge got too strong.
So I don’t know what made me want to try again today. I felt snotty, hubby is getting over the same thing and we were at my Mum’s. The gremlin cheekily told us she had done a wee and asked for her nappy to be changed. After us all giving each other knowing glances we offered her pants. She refused; knowing what we were getting out. I just threw it out there; the Easter bunny was going up take her nappies in exchange for chocolate eggs, like Santa with her dummy, so someone needed to practice. Success! The pants went on.
No wee. 2 hours passed. A bottle of drink and dinner passed. No wee. 3 hours passed. We needed to go home. I was adamant we were not giving up so loaded her onto towels and drove 30 mins back to Solihull from Rugby. She slept. No accident. I was amazed!
We got home. Snack and milk time. A whole bottle. There was some twinkle grabbing and dancing around!! Over 4 hours had passed. She must have been ready to explode. Coaxing continued. No game. I told her about the pizza Playdoh we had bought her that morning that would be her reward and at the same time, I noticed her knickers had a spot on them. With all that in mind she sat down and did the smallest wee! I didn’t care. I could have won the lottery and the look of joy on the gremlin’s face I wish I’d captured; pure pride. This then started an afternoon of many little wees, followed by praise, hand washing and playing. She still hadn’t the knack of fully letting go her full bladder.
Finally the big one came! The actual tinkle: the full potty! My hug after was legendary; she was over the moon!
We are all so pleased. It’s just the start I know. Lots of hard work to come but she went 9-bedtime in pants with a couple of dribbles.
Keep your fingers crossed for us!!!