Like every parent ever, I hate changing diapers. It requires the seeing, smelling, and touching pee, poop; and that’s not including the times that they do not want to be changed so you have to chase them around half naked hoping they don’t get whatever is on them all over anywhere else.
On August 14, Cydney turned eighteen months old. I had been looking forward to that day for about two months because THAT was the day I decided I was starting potty training. While some would consider eighteen months old young the most important thing about knowing when to start training is WHEN THEY ARE READY. I had noticed for about a month or so that Cydney would “hold it” until she couldn’t anymore.
I gave it another month to figure out her schedule and to further get used to controlling when she had to go. Before I even sat her on a potty, the former psychology major in me couldn’t resist re-reading Sigmund Freud’s steps of psychosexual development. While his teachings are just about all theory, they logically make sense. In a nutshell, how you as a parent handle potty training a child can have adverse affects on their personality if they are traumatized through the experience. After making potty training scholarly, I woke up the next day ready to tackle this and be on the road to having a little more money in my pockets from not buying diapers.
Always start potty training when they child is ready. The biggest telltale sign is that they go long periods with dry diapers. Girls typically are ready for training somewhere between eighteen months to three years old and boys a usually ready closer to three until four years old. Fortunately my first go round was ready much earlier than that.
A few days ago my mother took my nephew to see one of his best friends (his mother is a teacher there) at his old preschool. I went as well to get all of the information that I would have needed to get Cydney ready to start daycare there in a few weeks. Although I had been there plenty of times before I took the tour, asked questions, and tried to see how much I could possibly knock down the monthly cost of enrollment.
Knowing how y my child likes to run around, get into and destroy any and everything I tried to hold her during the walk around. She saw all of the children and had other plans. I put her down, and she began to walk around and play with all of the other children who were about her age. They happily assimilated her into the fold and started asking question in baby talk that even though no words were being said they understood each other (amazing, isn’t it?). The teacher gave Cydney some cookies ad the first thing she did when she got them was say “Here!” trying to share with all of the other children. As I watched her play she didn’t once look back at all and was in the groove.
I am man enough to say I almost began to well up inside.
I think that was for many reasons. 1) The little baby that had no teeth was growing into a real person. We all know that’s going to happen but you don’t realize that gradual evolution until a milestone hits. 2) As a parent you want to shelter your children from all of the harm that is in the world and the day that they start some kind of schooling there are other things influencing your child.
I was telling a friend of mine who has a two year old about it. I was assured that she will be alright but on that first day I probably will not and expect to have a few “moments” that day. My sister told me that on the first day will be one of the longest days of my life because all I will be thinking about is her at school. I’m sure this is all true just based on those fifteen minutes.
That first day is going to be a b****
Oh, and I also kept an eye on the boys. I know they’re only two but I can’t help it.
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