Potty time

Potty time, not to be confused with party time, has commenced at the Doyle household. Actually potty time light has been underway for a few weeks now, but we jumped in head first Saturday.

No, I won’t be posting pictures of “pee-pee” or “poo-poo” swirling in a kiddie potty or of my son in his “big boy” underpants (although the latter is a pretty adorable sight.) And I will do my best to keep ickiness out of this post and future posts, promise. But, hey, potty training (or potty learning as so many in the gentle parenting world are now calling it) is a way of life for all parents.

Miles is nearly 2 — Saturday is the big day — and a lot of people are telling us we started too early. We didn’t pick the start time, Miles did. For several months now he’s been taking his diaper off on his own, has valliantly fought us at diaper changes and has talked about going “pee-pee on the potty.”


The potty master himself

From all that I’ve read (which is more than I’d care to admit) those are sure signs of readiness. And plus, also according to “research,” cloth diapered kids typically potty train earlier than those in disposables.

So, for the last few weeks we’ve been trying to take Miles to the bathroom every few hours and at for short stretches done some pants and diaper free times testing the waters. And it has been pretty successful. Many times his diaper would be completely dry, and he had several successful pee-pees and poo-poos in the potty.

Miles has been employing both the standing and sitting method, neither, unfortunately, eliminating the need for a pretty thorough clean up of the area afterward. But hey, he got the idea and his aim continues to improve.

So Friday my intention was to make a production of going and getting big boy underwear. But of course, as the old cliche goes, “best laid plans of mice and men…” It wasn’t nearly as awesome as I’d hoped. He was not into shopping and about five minutes in the trip refused to ride in the cart and had started to meltdown throwing a little mini-fit.

I had my mei-tai carrier (pretty awesome carrier that can be used with tiny babies and even toddlers on your front, hip or back) with me so that salvaged things a bit. He was no longer upset but also was not interested in picking out his own underwear. We grabbed a set and hit the checkout lanes.

Saturday was D-day. We spent the entire day in the underwear (except naps and bedtime) and had NO accidents. Sunday was the same — diapers were only used for nap and bed time and zero accidents.

I got a call from my (disgruntled sounding) husband around 10:30 a.m.

“Where’s Miles’ underwear?”

I didn’t need to ask, but did anyway.

“Was there an accident?”


There was some confused chatter and Michaels says, “I didn’t know what to do.”

Apparently only 15 minutes after the most recently scheduled hourly potty break Miles let loose a river in the middle of the living room floor while playing with his choo-choos.

C’est la vie. I’m sure this isn’t the last of our accidents.

What’s your best potty training stratedy? Do you think we’ll make our goal of potty domination by Saturday’s big birthday bash?

4 thoughts on “Potty time

  1. I started this early with my dd. She is going to be three in a week and we still struggle with it. I am thanking God for my obsession with wood floors,when we were house hunting back in the day, because if we had carpet it would smell like a cat lady’s home! It isn’t easy but it gets better. The hardest thing is remembering to remind her whilst trying to do the thousand other things you have on your plate. I finally started using the iGO potty app from Pull Ups and it seems to be working. I have tried stickers and money. It worked for a short while. In a country where the obesity rate is off the charts I refused to reward her with candy as so many recommended. I couldn’t bear giving her something bad for her as a positive thing. You will make it and there will be accidents, lots of accidents, but when you see the finish line it is a relief.

    • Thanks April! We had quite the accident this morning when I woke up (he went to bed with a diaper but he woke up without one!) I won’t get into the icky details, as promised, but let’s just say it wasn’t pretty. I’m sure there will be many more. But we are ready to take this challenge, like all the others of parenthood. Thanks for sharing the encouraging words of success for your LO. I’ll have to check out that app!

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