I am a very frustrated hobbit.
I'm frustrated primarily with myself. And with all the people who I have listened to about how Ginny should be potty trained by now.
(and yes, I admit, I am a tad frustrated with Ginny.)
This was our third go round of trying to get potty training started. And again we crashed and burned.
It's likely that I'm the one doing something wrong here, but honestly, I'm stuck for ideas. Here's what I'm doing right now.
- I refuse to use pull-ups because they just don't make sense. I have a bunch of the quilted, thick training pants for her.
- I put her in her training pants right after breakfast. She sits on the potty right away, and then every fifteen minutes thereafter, until after lunch (naptime). She doesn't wear any jeans or shorts.
- I push the salty snacks and fluids to make it so that she has to pee more often.
- I have moved the potty from the bathroom to the kitchen, so that she doesn't have as far to go. This also helps as I need to be able to keep an eye on Pip.
- I took her shopping for pretty 'big girl undies'. She knows that she will get to wear them when she learns to go pee in the potty.
- I printed off a couple of different charts and got some Hello Kitty stickers for her to use when she actually goes on the potty.
- I give her a Smartie (like an m&m... it's a Canadian thing) every time she sits on the potty. I've told her that she will get two smarties when she goes pee on the potty and three when she goes poop.
- We sing songs and read stories while she's on the potty to keep her seated and relaxed.
- We have tried "teaching" her stuffed puppy, Stanley, to go on the potty so that we can celebrate and go through the whole process.
Repeatedly, she will sit on the potty for a while, then get up without doing anything. Then, later, she will pee in her pants without even noticing. Seriously, she doesn't notice that she's wet.
I'm getting really sick of cleaning up puddles. And we don't have laminate or hard wood. Just linoleum in the kitchen and bathroom, but we live in the living room. Carpet. *sigh*
I'm so angry with myself for being pushed into trying to start training her last summer. It was ridiculous, but it's now set us up for this cycle of frustration and feeling like a failure (yeah, that's totally on me. She seems oblivious, except for being irritated with having to interrupt playtime to go sit on the potty).
I know that she's feeling my frustration. How can she not? A big part of me wants to pack it in until her birthday next November.
Someone, anyone, please... tell me that this will happen. That she won't be the only kindergartener still in diapers.
(And I swear to heaven above, I won't even bother trying to start training Pip until he's 3!)