So, the time is approaching. The time I’ve been dreading a bit. The one developmental milestone, that, for some reason, I was kind of hoping my son would reach later rather than earlier. It is almost time for toilet training. How do I know? Well, the little guy routinely sits on his little potty for a few minutes before bathtime. We read some books, chat, and that is that. But, lately, these nightly sits on the potty have occasionally become, shall we say, productive.
Why am I afraid of potty training? Well, this is one area of parenting for which I think practical life experience is probably a lot more useful than reading about it. Perhaps the pediatrician in me is worried the mom won’t be able to do it “right”. I also have visions of mapping out the shortest distance to the nearest bathroom during every errand, trip, and walk. Diapers are just so easy right now. Messy, occasionally, but easy. But, as we say, toileting is one of the areas where the kids have much of the control, so if he’s getting ready, I better get on board.
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