Sticking With Diapers... Yes, Utter Failure
Well, for those who are wondering (or not), the potty training was an utter failure. We did the whole scheduled thing for two weeks, used the doll to model, learned all the right words, even kept M&M's beside the potty. Not a drop. She seemed to have a complete brain disconnect between all this and what she was to do. And for those of you who are wondering if... Yes, we did that, too. Our experience seemed to be a classic 'not ready' case. Oh, well.
Despite my initial discouragement, it could be and has been worse.... those first weeks when no diaper sized 'preemie' could be found in any local stores, forcing us to search far and wide. When even those found leaked out the back all the time. Solved by folding a pleat in the backside of the diaper, fastened with yes, duct tape! (She was hilarious looking!) When my culinary adventures caused nasty tummy problems and icky diapers. Propping the crib mattress up with three hardback books underneath one end to keep leaks from running into her hair. The day she learned to remove her own dirty diaper during a nap- think shrieks of horror, LOADS of laundry, scrubbing walls, and an immediate investment in many little bloomers.
So! Now I don't feel so bad. And as Nathan reminds me, we all eventually 'got it.' As far as we know, all our friends and family are officially potty competent individuals. And for those who've recently & gleefully posted on YOUR success, goody-goody for you ;O) Well, that's all for now. I need to change her diaper.