Showing posts with label potty training. Show all posts
Showing posts with label potty training. Show all posts

June 1, 2012

TGIF: g*funk*ified Edition

It's time for a guest post....


And it's coming to you today from a super sweet and awesome gal named Greta Funk who calls her blog g*funk*ified!

Greta recently put her sassy pants on and revamped her blog. She has an awesome weekly meme, Great Expectations, which I have written for. Not only is Greta a terrific blogger, but she's also the mom of 4  and getting there hasn't been easy. She lost her first husband and had to pick up the pieces with two little kids. She did, and her life is full and beautiful and happy!

Speaking of HAPPY, here's Greta's....

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I have a lot to be thankful for. A LOT to be happy about. So, why am I writing about potty training??


We started potty training child #3 this week. She’ll be 3 in July. She’s our little celiac, so even if we had wanted to potty train her earlier (and I didn’t. I’m a lazy potty trainer, yo.), we couldn’t have until we had her celiac disease (and bowels) under control.


I’m also a card-carrying member of the potty-train-in-a-weekend-with-a-nekkid-kid-and-a-potty-chair-close-by-at-all-times school. I’ve done this twice before. I’m practically valedictorian.


But day one of potty training the 2 year old? AN ABSOLUTE NIGHTMARE. It was the worst potty training experience I’ve had in over four years of potty training. I feel like I should’ve flunked out. FAILED. From the minute she woke up and I took her diaper off, she cried and cried and cried. “But I don’t want to be naked!” (imagine the whiniest voice you’ve heard in your life). All day long, nothing but accidents, crying, whining. The only time she was quiet was when she fell asleep in living room chair, naked from the waist down.
She’s almost three….shouldn’t this be easy?


So, by now you’re asking, where the heck does the HAPPY come into this post? Am I right??


Well, today we got up, came downstairs and I put her on the toilet. She cried. “But I don’t want to be NAKED!” I wasn’t backing down, of course not. Not unless I want to be potty training her until kindergarten.


So, what did I do? I asked her 4 (almost 5) year old sister, who she looks up to, loves with all her little might, and wants to be exactly like, if she would get naked, too. And she was. In 0.2 seconds (because she LOVES to be naked). And the 2yo was happy again. And still naked.


I know this is going to be a long process, but we’re making progress. And maybe we’ll get some pee in the potty today.


Happy TGIF, y’all!
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Oh, the glamorous life of a Mommy! Potty training is F-U-N fun! (That's my story and I'm stickin' to it!)

You know what makes ME happy? That both my kids are fully potty trained!

Greta, you tell Essie she'll never regret learning how to go on the toilet. Truth.

Let's see, here are all the places I stalk follow Greta, and so should you....

(You can also look her up on Instagram as gfunkified.)

Wanna share some happy with me and Greta? Write, grab the button and link up!

PS: Next Tuesday (6/5) is Did You Know? day here and at motherhood: TRUTH! You can share something completely and seriously true, or try to convince us of some BS. Either way, we'd love to see ya!