Thread: Nice girls don't lie

I'm SO over the "terrible twos"

When I try to explain to people how hard she is to parent, I get the "well, she's two". Right, I know how old she is. But, can you honestly tell me that most two year olds get so upset about getting their hair washed that they throw up?

Probably not.

Being her mother is a struggle. Daily. Most days I don't like it. I hate feeling that way, but that's the honest truth. I am not enjoying her right now. Sometimes she makes me SO angry that it scares me. I wouldn't hurt her (should go without saying), but it's a scary feeling being that angry with a child.

I'm probably not a great mother. I struggle with that, but I do my best. I'm not a touchy feely kinda person - she is. She's always hugging and kissing me. Most of the time I'm fine with it, I even enjoy it - but sometimes it's too much. I need some space. I can't take her living up my a*s.

Then there is the issue of my bedroom. It's MY sanctuary. My space. The only place in the house that's not full of kid/baby stuff. She loves to lay in my bed. I get that - but it bothers me. I've started refusing her. She's all but ruined my comforter with juice, cheese, etc stains. I like my comforter. I don't like waking up and stepping on toys. I don't like my personal things messed with. Maybe that makes me a b*tch, but at least I'm an honest b*tch.

So yesterday I put my big-girl-mommy panties on and decided to put all my effort into potty training. I KNOW she's smart enough - she's just too stubborn.

Here was my plan:

"throw away" all her diapers
hang a "chart" (blank piece of paper) on the fridge which she can put a sticker on with a successful potty trip
set out dum dums - one of which she can have with each successful potty trip
set out a christmas gift (baby princess) that she can have if she doesn't have an accident all day long

Within two hours we had our first successful potty trip. I was delirious with excitement! But, I ended up having to take Pia to the clinic for a cold, and didn't yet trust she would use a public restroom, so on went the pull up. She did tell me when she had to potty, but refused to use the big toilet. Later that night at home, she had an accident.

First thing this AM she tore her diaper off and asked for panties. Within minutes she had another successful potty trip! We danced, hugged, flushed the pee pee bye bye, got a sucker, and a sticker!

Then, another accident - and most recently another successful potty trip! So, even though this is my first potty training experience, I think it's going really well. I'm very proud of her!!! Not to mention estatic not to change her diaper anymore.