When Natasha turned two years old, I figured it was time to start the potty training progress. That was five months ago and we’re still not potty trained at all. Not even daytime. In fact, it’s been one long and difficult rollercoaster and I have way too many mixed feelings on it all.
We started very slowly by introducing both the potty chair and her new Dora toilet seat. We introduced pull-ups and the whole “big girl” concept. Natasha appeared to be pretty open minded to the whole idea so we took it from there. She did not like the potty chair and preferred the seat. That was fine by us. For the following two to three months, I would have her sit on the potty several times a day, and even though it wasn’t her favourite thing to do, she never really resisted. Sometimes she would agree to sit for 10 minutes, sometimes for 45… she never went. But she sat, and that was progress in itself.
Well, being that after three months she still didn’t go, I was starting to think that maybe she wasn’t understanding the whole concept. Maybe she just didn’t understand what to do, what was required of her. We read books, watched a video, she had a potty for her panda bear. But it didn’t seem to change a thing. We were making no progress.
At that point I started getting “advice” from people. A few people I know (some friends and family and such) suggested that I go cold turkey with her. They told me that pull-ups are way too similar to diapers and are just confusing the child. They adviced me to go cold turkey. “Just put away the pull-ups and diapers and put underwear on her. When she goes in the pull-up, it’s no different than going in the diaper. The feel is the same. But if she goes in the underwear, she will feel the discomfort and that would make a whole difference. You will see. Start on Friday, and I guarantee you that by Monday she will be potty trained.” Sounds simple enough, right? Who wouldn’t want to wave the diapers good-bye? It just sounded so easy. It sounded almost too easy.
So I researched different articles online on potty training, and sure enough, many sites suggested doing just that. But just as many sites suggested taking the slow process – let the child guide you. Let the child decide when it’s time. You don’t make the decision, they do. If they resist, it means they aren’t ready.
I was torn. Which way do I go? The cold turkey process just seemed so easy. But then why was my gut feeling telling me it won’t work? And why did I not listen to that feeling? WHY?
So the following Friday morning I put Natasha into undies. I told her that diapers are for the baby and she’s a big girl now. She seemed cool with that. She liked her new big girl underwear with Dora on them and was really excited.
But then she had an accident. And that is when everything crashed.
Natasha was absolutely horrified. She did not ask, “what happened?” She did not seem confused. She did not even cry. Instead, she turned absolutely hysterical. She was sobbing, her entire body was shaking, she was terrified. She was crying so hard that she had difficulty breathing and almost puked. She was beyond herself. I’ve honestly never seen her like that before.
I did manage to calm her down. Explain that it’s ok. But it wasn’t okay. About 10 minutes later she had another accident… and then another. And each time she was an absolute mess of tears, sobs, shaking, not being able to breath. It was a complete nightmare.
Half way through that day, I was done. DONE.
By the next morning, Natasha let me know that she was done too. She wanted nothing, and I mean NOTHING to do with the potty. She won’t even sit on the darn thing. She won’t go anywhere near it. Forget Dora underwear. Forget panda stickers. Forget yummy cookies. Just forget it, mama!
Well, that was two months ago and we’re still at square one. I knew, I just knew this method will not work for her. Natasha is not your average toddler. She’s shown us over and over again over the last 2.5 years that she does not do things the way an average toddler would. Natasha is a very sensitive girl. She takes things very personally and gets upset and offended very easily.
An ex-colleague once told me how his almost 3 year old daughter was still not potty trained, and I remember thinking, “wow, that’s super late. Must be some lazy parents.” But now I know not to judge someone until you are in their shoes. I also learned to listen to my own instincts because “mommy always knows best”. I am going to take it very slowly with Natasha. I do hope that she’s potty trained before her 3rd birthday, but I will never do anything that will traumatize her like that again. Some advice is great, but some advice just needs to be put aside.