I’m going potty.
The girls and I have been talking a lot recently about wee and pooh. For myself I’m trying to make them more aware of their body functions and on their part because it amuses them.
Why does the thought of potty training frighten the life out of parents? It’s all the talk at the Twin Club where three mum’s are very successfully coercing their twins into knickers or pants – as the individual case may be. And yet I am still cowering in the corner watching everyone with beady eyes to see how they are getting on BUT taking that first step to a nappy freeworld yet.
If I start too soon, will I cause failure, relapse for years? Will my girls grow up with dents in their personalities, lifelong hang ups all because I started too soon.
Let’s fact it, there is no fixed date, some mothers are still tempting to solve the problem at 3 and a half years sometimes later….maybe that’s what we’re all secretly dreading? Stretching this training out for over a year?
Point is I’m fed up of nappies, bored stiff of them. Paul is very reluctant to help out nowadays stating that I am so much quicker than him – a very poor excuse I might add.
So as it is still summer time I shall be ‘Having a go’ one of these days. Once I pluck up the courage, that is to let my cherubs run around butt naked and follow frantically with a bucket and mop.
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