Matthew decided he wanted to start being toilet trained ... okay he didn't quite put it like that, he just decided he wanted to use the toilet. I have been putting off that task until the summer -warmer weather, less clothing time. I expected toilet training to be quite a challenge ... one, because I'm told boys are harder to train; and two, because Matthew drinks an excessive amount, and as many of you know, pees just as excessively (we have yet to figure out a way to have less pee at nap and nighttimes so that we aren't always changing his wet bed). But as he became more and more persistent on wanting to sit on the toilet I realized I better stop putting it off and give him a chance ... although I really wasn't planning on getting very serious about it. So I dragged out the potty much to his glee and excitement and away we went.
The first morning I spent some time reading to him while he sat on the potty, but once he figured out the feeling that meant he had to head for the toilet he was quite independent and did not want to be told to sit on the potty unless he knew he had to go. I used the same trick with him as I've done with the girls ... I let him streak around and it worked just fine. By the end of the day I had a trained boy :) Ya, ya, I know it's not all that easy.
The first day he would read or play while sitting on the potty, but by the end of the day he only wanted to sit on it when he had to do his job and not waste to much time while there.
Except maybe when he's watching TV. Then it's okay to sit on the potty a bit longer ... why not? it's as good of a seat as any other.
Since he's sitting there, might as well work the system ... in one end out the other :) Not like we have to worry about his system working
I was truly amazed at how quickly Matthew caught on. I did three days of him streaking just to make sure before I put him in underwear (no pants). This was a new challenge, especially with only one arm, but he had no problem catching on to this either. We even got brave enough to try him in underwear while we went out Friday evening ... ya, not quite there yet - too many distractions, who wants to sit on a toilet when there's toys to be played with.
I should have wrote this blog post last week when I was just beaming with pride over my amazing quick boy ... but I knew that the next stage would come. As I expected we are now into the stage where the novelty has worn off. But he wanted to go on the toilet and he proved that he is quite ready for the concept ... so now he must stick to his decision to be a big boy. While we've had a few accidents, overall he is still doing well, even during outtings with lots of distractions.
Half of me looks forward to him being completely trained ... (or at least daytime trained, I don't expect night time for a long, long time with him) ... the other half is quite happy to keep him in diapers and pretend that my little boy isn't growing up. The small growing up stages are okay, but those big obvious "I'm getting big" steps just make me want to hold him and dream of ways to keep him little forever. But I promised myself that although the baby of the family, I wouldn't slow him down from growing up. It's a hard promise to keep, he's at such a wonderful stage where he's growing up, learning so much, expressing so much and at the same time he's still little enough to snuggle with and read to ... and just baby!! :)