Tori’s Writing Hole

Ok, first of all, it took me three tries to just SPELL the word toilet. That’s maybe a sign? Julia, at the ripe ol age of 25 months, is old enough to use a potty. That’s the theory. However, she (or at least her bladder) does not agree. We went to the store - bought training pants - she promptly used them as diapers. So, Stephen thought, upon hearing advice from the mommies at his job, that we would get her “big girl” undies (she picked out Dora and My Little Pony) and that wetting these panties would be an incentive to use to potty. Nope.

So right now, she’s in diapers again. And I feel like a failure. According to the millions of web pages out there, she should be ready (has words for pee and poo, can walk, can notify us when she’s got a poop) but her little bladder can’t allow her to stay dry for the prerequisite 2 hours (showing body readiness). She was a preemie, so I guess this is to be expected.

I know I can’t force her to hold it, or to go on command - but this feels just like the “she’ll never walk” or “she’ll never crawl” moments. And those were tough. With all of my own insecurities, I feel like I’M the one doing the wrong thing - by not pushing her. I don’t want her to be scarred for life, afraid of toilets either. Hmm.

I guess the only thing left to do is to go buy some more diapers and give Julia a big hug.

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