For the past 2 years, we’ve questioned our ability to teach our son Stone how to use the potty. So many people gave us advice mostly involving cheerios and male role models. For a while I was freaking out and practically begging my brother in law to teach him, and show him his “parts” so he wouldnt feel odd for being the only male in the house… For real, even our dogs and bunny rabbit are females!
In bringing up my concerns with other parents, I was reassured that boys are always late bloomers when it comes to potty training and that I had plenty of time before I had to worry about it. Now, its not like its our first take at potty training, daughter conquered the potty in a couple months after our son was born. She had just turned two and finally got the hang of it after two months, meaning she could go out in public without having any accidents. It wasnt easy, actually more of a struggle for her than anticipated. So in my mind our son was like venturing into the unknown.
A couple months after his first birthday we noticed that he really enjoyed climbing things. I mean what toddler doesnt? He had found our daughter’s minnie mouse potty in the back closet and was carrying it around the house to use as a stool… no pun intended..Soon enough we noticed he would emulate his big sister on the adult potty during strategic times, like just before bed or a bath but he never actually went to the bathroom..he just grabbed handfuls of tp and shoved it behind him as we usually did after we finished.
Months went by and potty training still seemed like it was in the distant future. Until one day when I came home from work and decided to take an early shower. He usually follows me in the bathroom and helps get my towel and clothes ready, so he thinks. Otherwise he cries because I’m not actually with him. I know mammas boy.. This time was different though, he marched right into the bathroom with me went in the back closet and grabbed the pink minnie mouse potty , struggling he threw it to the ground and popped open the lid. Still thinking he was just going to use it as a stool to get to the sink, I kept washing my hair and quickly peeked through the see through shower curtain to see him completely undressing. Although it was odd I didnt pay much attention. Next thing I knew he had the potty in his arms and was carrying it out into the bedroom, bare butt and all. I quickly got out to grab it from him because he had pulled the top off and was using it to frame his face while roaring like a lion.. little did I know he was just covering himself with his very first peepee in the potty!!! I saw it all over the ground but was too excited to care. I threw off my towel, picked him up and spun him around in the air attempting to throw as much positive reinforcement his way as possible. His smile was unforgettable and so was his first prize request….a gumball!
One thing I learned with my daughter was that potty training would only be successful if one found that ultimate prize that meant more to them than anything in the world. For my daughter it was singing happy birthday and blowing out a candle (you know how long that took to figure out)… Now we have Stone and he has so graciously provided us with his ultimate desire, thanks bud. From that point on, those gumballs were like gold (did I mention they weren’t really gumballs, but mini jelly beans I had struck in a plastic gumball machine?…way less messy).
So happy to say that our son has been going strong for 3 weeks now without the help of a male role model or even a winkie model😉.. He is almost to the point where his prizes are obsolete.
This goes to show that all my worries were these “social norms” that society assured me was the “only way” a little boy would learn to go potty.My fears were removed that amazing days! No penis? No problem.. these mammas have got this!