I keep saying things like, "After this weekend." Or "After Easter." And now, "After our trip to Michigan." But in reality, I don't want to do it at all! I'm scared.
It's staring at me with its horrible eyes. I don't wanna look back. I'm not ready.
Parenting books, magazines, websites will all rattle off the signs of when your child is ready to be potty trained. They always forget to mention is the fortitude, determination, and willingness needed by the parents. Oh yeah, and all those "signs from the child." Miss B has shown exactly none of those. As a matter of fact, she's been very resistant to potty training! And I'm kind of okay with that so far. But the time is coming. She's two and a half- she'll be three in July. My time is coming where I can't stall anymore and it's not going to be socially acceptable for my girl to poop in her pants. One of these days Mama is going to have to put on her big girl panties, and... well.... put on the big girl panties.
In the meantime, I won't take the portability of my children for granted!