When there is a will….

 

**Warning – This is one of those TMI posts about kids and poop.***

 
 
So my 3 year old is not potty trained.
 
We have tried EVERYTHING.
 
Stickers, stamps, star charts, no diapers, pull ups, just underwear, going every 30 minutes, going every 15 minutes, sitting before breakfast, sitting before bed, reading stories, playing games, yelling, threatining, bribing and giving up completely.
 
EVERYTHING.
 
So he knows where the poop and pee go, but he doesn’t care. He would be happy to sit in filth all day long.
 
We are getting better. He is asking to go pee, and the fact that he learned how to stand and pee is making it a little better. It’s a novelty, so he tries to go every so often.
 
Poop is a whole other story.
 
He used to hide…like under the sink. Most likely because he got yelled at. Yes, I know. Bad mom. Apology, apology, etc.
 
So the other day I am getting dinner ready, I have the older one talking my ear off about a new transformer and how it changes his perception of the universe; while his little baby brother tries to take his first steps between my legs as I am trying to pour pasta water out….and I notice the 3 year old is missing.
 
I know in my gut what he is doing. Mom intuition.
 
I RUN up the stair to catch him mid squat in the *carpeted* stairwell. He looks at me with a “Shoot! Mom caught me” look.
 
I pick him up without a word and take him to the potty. He says, “I had an accident mom.”
I say, “I know.” and then because I am frustrated and there is poo everywhere *just* beore eating dinner I say, “but you know what, you have to sleep in your own bed, because only boys that poop in the potty get to sleep with their brothers.”
 
Fit ensues. Dinner, Bath, PJ’s, Story….and then take him to his room. Fit continues.
 
I explain that until he poops in the potty he cant sleep in his brothers room. He RUNS to the bathroom, rips down his pull up, sits on the toilet and PUSHES like he is passing a gall stone. Goes red in the face, and poops out the *teeniest* poop he has ever done.
 
He looks at me and says, “I pooed in the potty mama! Now I get to sleep in Ks room!”
 
You got me there.

Post Author: Alisha

While I spend most of my time homeschooling my 4 kids, I am also on a journey to better myself by exploring all the interesting things that life has to offer. I am passionate about human rights, especially in regards to birth, and am an advocate for families and babies.

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