So... Potty training: 1, Kassi/Ryan: 0
Last week I mentioned that we were starting the potty training process. I talked about being emotional about the whole thing, but I was actually really excited to get started because Lyla is typically very good with direction and responds really well to rewards - particularly chocolate and donuts. I was truly excited to see her successfully check one more milestone off her list.
We've read all of the Baby Wise books, and chose to go with Potty Wise for our adventure, and more specifically the progressive method which should typically take about 2-3 days. Well, after the first day and some very slight progress I was left feeling a little unsure. By the end of day 2, without going into too many details, I was feeling even less confident about the whole thing, and very sure this wasn't going to be a 2 or 3 day process.
When the morning of the third day was going far worse than the days prior I made the decision to stop and try again at some point in the future. It was an emotional and confusing decision because I hate to quit anything, and one of the hardest parts that I think comes with parenthood is making these decisions and not really knowing at the time if it really is the very best for your child or not.
The next morning I woke up feeling so much better and just at peace with the decision I made. I know at some point we will both be ready and it will just click. But this is the thing - this girl right here?
Every single one of the days of her 23 months of life have been my brightest. There's been hard one's for sure, but every night I go to bed with a smile on my face, thinking about her and all we'd done that day. I am painfully aware that our days of just her and I are becoming more and more limited and I just can't reconcile the idea of making these last 53 days (but who's counting, right?) anything but carefree and joyful.
So for now, pass the diapers. Please and thank you.