This is Brad, our second-born. He’s two years old. Last week I started potty training him and overall, it’s going splendidly. He seems to have already grasped the concept of going to the bathroom to pee; pooping, however, is taking a little more time. Aside from one poop accident (in a diaper, during nap time) he has withheld his poop since potty training began. I knew that EVENTUALLY he would have to poop – after all, what were the odds of him being like his older brother Deuce, whose anal sphincter muscles apparently are so strong that he can hold his poop FOR DAYS despite having ingested an extra-large laxative dose? (Thank God we’re past that phase with Deuce.) Well, today was D-Day (or P-Day, whatever) for Brad.
After having two minor accidents on the floor today (not a big deal) it finally clicked that he had to poop on the potty. So when the time came he proudly announced that he had to go to the potty. Splendid! But boy, was I not ready for what happened next. Not. Ready. At. All.
What is it about toddlers seeing their poop in the toilet that’s so scary? Things were going well – I was sitting on the floor in front of Brad, while he sat on the toilet. I was speaking to him softly, gently encouraging him to go, letting him know that is was okay to go…So trusting me, he decided to let loose. After he evacuated he looked down into the toilet and saw his poop. Then he freaked out. I mean, he FREAKED THE F**K OUT. He leapt off the toilet, screaming, into my surprised and stunned arms, which wouldn’t have been so bad if I would have been able to wipe him before he got up.
He got poop all over me. My arms, my lap, my legs, my stomach…Please, someone GAG ME WITH A SPOON. That is, if you’re not gagging yourself.
With his big brown eyes he looked up at me and said “I don’t want to boo boo anymore mommy.” How could I deny him? He was shook with fear, literally shaking in my lap. I calmed him down and explained that everything was okay and that he did a GOOD THING by pooping in the toilet. After about five minutes of positive reinforcement, my little trooper got back up on the toilet and finished going to the bathroom! He didn’t have to do anything else, but I praised him for overcoming his fear and at least trying.
(Insert Parent Of The Year Award HERE, please and thank you)
So hopefully going forward, it will be easier to get him to go on the toilet, without fear. I hope that today’s scare isn’t a setback, but the fact that he got back on the toilet and tried again is encouraging.
Do you have any entertaining potty training stories? How did you deal with a toddler who was reluctant to use the toilet? How do you clean poop out of cashmere? Let me know by leaving a comment below!
(I’m totally joking about the cashmere, lol)
- My Worst Parenting Moments Were During Potty Training… (dramykids.com)
- Toddler Times (mistakenmama.com)
- Potty Training and Your Preschooler: Advice for Parents (children.webmd.com)