I can't get Sophia to keep her diaper on. On top of that, she won't use the toilet. Every time I leave her for even just a moment, she takes her pants off, poops or pees on the floor, and then if I'm lucky, she innocently puts her pants back on. Sometimes she doesn't poop or pee, she just takes the dang thing off to be free. This is happening several times a week, and just the other day she snuck up to the playground, did her routine, and came back home buck naked.
The only immediate solution is duck tape. We try to reserve this for night-time, but lately I've been wishing I had the super human power to do it more often. Safe and even application of the stuff requires two (although I think more might be helpful) able bodied adults to put the grey miracle adhesive all the way arround her waist. She kicks, screams, and then we have to make sure all of our scissors are out of reach.
She threw her first real, long, pre-two year old tantrum the other night during our bedtime routine over the duck tape situation. She shouted "No more duck tape!", "I hate scriptures", "You bad mom!", "No singing, no singing, no singing!", "NO Heavenly Father! NO amen!"
She loves her underwear, but just poops and pees in them too. I have a feeling she will be easy to potty train once she gets over her toilet fear. I think she's actually going to love being a big girl, but why is she choosing the few weeks before her sister is born to do it? Why? I would love to send her away to some potty training camp for a week so they could deal with her "crap". Maybe my sister Yvonne is up for the challenge next week. All I know is that I am NOT, I am exhausted, she's lucky that she's cute, and I love her.
The Pruning Principle
2 years ago