Day 1: It was so crazy and exhausting I barely remember the events or how I got to bed. And no, there was no booze involved, though it might have made the day less painfully wearing.
Day 2: OMG success, he's learned the potty is NOT going to swallow him whole!!!
In a 12mos swimsuit, b/c sans diaper his skinny booty can't hold up a 2T, I'm not at all envious |
Day 3: By golly I think he's got it
Day 4-5: My kid's a rockstar, seriously, he must be a genius, right?
Day 6-7: My kid is 2 and is going to remind he's 2, aka "I've never seen a potty in my life before...no pee mama, that's agua" ::cries...sobs..cries some more::
Day 8-9: Put the cork back in the bottle, then get June Bug back on track
Day 10 and on: OMG the potty just became the coolest thing in the world and mom can leave the room with zero incident. Heck, mom can even go grocery shopping and run errands and have play dates.
Life has returned to normal, but without diapers; well as normal as life is with two kids.
Now I need like 2 weeks of sleep to make up for these past few weeks of chaos.
Some people applaud sports or the olympics. We applaud bodily functions. :)
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