I thought I might as well tell you that Emma is starting to NOT pee in her pants. Well, she is still peeing, but in the last 3 days, she has peed and gone #2 in her potty two times each!
The funny thing is that I wasn’t planning on starting the whole potty training thing until after the baby was born, but Miss Emma had been showing signs of being ready. After talking to my mom I decided it wouldn’t hurt to give it a try.
So on Saturday morning, we tried and she did it! She got a sticker and we made a really big deal about it. Yesterday morning, she peed, but we had to go to church, so I didn’t push #2. But this morning, she did #2 again. We’ll see what the rest of the week brings…
I’m not going to push it because at 22 months, she is still fairly young, but if she’s acting ready, I also don’t want to miss my window. We’ve had the potty out for her to “play” on for a while so we could have some discussion about the whole concept, and lately, she really seemed to understand more than before. Plus, her wet diapers have been spreading out, she has scheduled bowel movements, and she wants me to change her as soon as she goes #2. I don’t think the pee bothers her at all since her diapers are so absorbent and I change her pretty often, so that may be our hurdle. Still, I figure one thing at a time. None of this was planned, so I’m not going to freak out about it or make it a big deal.
But…
How awesome would it be if I only had one diaper to change instead of two?!!!! I know they often revert after a new baby, which is why I was going to wait. But, I might as well try now that she seems open to it. I have to admit part of me is sad that this might really be happening. She’s growing up so quickly — but I know this is just the beginning of many stages that will make me miss those early days. Let’s not even mention the fact that her birthday is almost a month away!
Both Jeff and I are really in shock at how fast it has all gone by. It’s so bitter sweet how proud you are of them, yet want so badly to make it all stop. It’s like when I peek in Emma’s room and she “reading” her book to herself, pointing out pictures and naming them. I get these overwhelming feelings of pride and sadness. I want her do it by herself (especially so I can get a few things done), but part of me wants to run in there and read her the book myself. I can see how parents can smother their kids. It’s just so tempting!
But I know there are times when I need to step back and let life happen. Even if it means letting my baby grow into a little person. There’s always eternity!