Because I know you are sitting on the edge of your seat to find out how the potty training went I am going to tell you so you don’t fall off your seat. We figured out through trial and error that there were some performance anxieties and she just wasn’t relaxing. (Could explain the lack of pooping for two days. Just maybe.)
We finally let her take her potty chair out of the bathroom. Her and I sat it at the tea party table instead of her regular chair. We had a tea party and she freely peed and pooped in her chair. She loved it and decided to sit on the chair while eating lunch. Promptly after lunch she said, “I want more tea party.” I helped her move her chair back to the tea party table where she sat, peed, and got up. I think “tea party” might be her new code word.
A little more practice to insure the potty becomes a habitual part of life and we should be smooth sailing. *smiling* *whistling* *optimistically skeptical*
I started the week by telling you how I was the potty training bomb. Well whatever. Reality hit. I can’t change a thing so there’s no looking back but I don’t think I will go forward with my, “How to throw the perfect potty party, I’m so amazing posts.” Seems ill-fitting at this point.