Potty Training- the final installment

 I'm just gonna say it. I wasn't ready to potty train Jacob. Was he ready? Sure, but I wasn't. Had I had my fair share of changing poopy diapers? You betcha. Was I ready to say good-bye to that last thing that defined him as a baby? Nope. I know, I know, I'm weird. But in my defense I was also afraid of the drudgery that is potty training. I really only experienced it once with Savannah, but she was a girl and was good to go in a few days. Benjamin was an anomaly and potty trained himself. Yes, I am ashamed to even admit it for fear that I will be cast out of the club of parents who have rightfully earned their badge of honor. Did I deserve a child to give me a run for my money? Probably, and I thought that it would be Jacob.

When we took him to the store to pick out his "big boy underwear" he wouldn't even look at them. Straight up, turned his face in the other direction and closed his eyes. Right then, I knew I was in for it. After a couple of minutes he decided to look in the direction of the underwear and a few seconds later he was clinging to his super hero friends with his "tiny Yoshi" in the other hand.

It was a few days before I mustered up the courage to actually begin. I prepared myself for the worst. And yes, the accidents did happen. But I could probably only count them on two hands. And yes, there was a bit of fear and resistance, but not much. Now, two and a half weeks later, I am proud to say that we are a diaper-free family. How did that happen so fast I ask myself? I know I only have three kids and five years between them so I have that going for me, but really, where did the time go? My heart hurts just thinking about it. I never experienced years and years of sleepless nights (that'll come when my kids are teenagers). I never experienced toddlers smearing the contents of their diaper all over the the walls (thank goodness). I never experienced children who were hard to contain in their crib (Jacob still sleeps happily in there). And I never experienced having to purchase a diaper bigger than a size 4. But really...where did the time go?

Jacob then...

Jacob now...

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