Ok I'll admit this is not a great title for today's post but poor Noah said it about one hundred times today so the phrase is in my head! Poor little guy had trouble "getting things moving" and this was unfortunately the focus of most of our day.
It pretty much started this morning when after breakfast Noah announced he had to go. We have slowly been trying to introduce the potty so we took this as an opportunity to give it a try. Brad and I bought the stupid thing about six months ago when one Sunday morning Noah announced for the first time "I have to poop". Being the new, naive, first-time parents we are we ran out and bought a potty that day. Of course he never mentioned anything again until about a month ago and even went as far as to stopping pooping on the weekends all together. I'm not complaining but it did limit our opportunities to start the whole potty training process! I have still been mentioning it here and there and have also started to teach him how to undress. This has proved to be somewhat difficult given he has limited use of his right hand. I never realized how much you rely on two hands for dressing/undressing. Just things like zippers, buttons, snaps, etc. are difficult for Noah. We are slowly working on it though and he is making progress. He may not do things the convential way but he figures it out how to get them done. Anyway-so this morning after he told us he had to go we mentioned the potty and he flatly refused. About 5 minutes later he said it again and to help at least get him into the bathroom I told him that Elmo had to poop too. Poor Elmo-we make him do so many things! So I ran upstairs and grabbed Elmo and sat him on the potty. Noah thought it was hilarious and actually sat down next to him. It wasn't successfully on the "going" part but at least he sat on it! He did this 2 more times and then he wanted to go outside.
There was no mention again of the "poop" until we made it back to the old house for the last walk through. At this point the poor little guy was really uncomfortable and just kept saying he had to go. I felt terrible as there was nothing I could do and he seemed so upset. He is also getting a cold so that doesn't really help either. I managed to calm him down and then all of a sudden he was fine. We said goodbye to the house-looked so sad all empty. Noah has already moved on and as we drove off asked to go to the "new house." Finally made it home and it was back to having to go. Tried with the potty again and this time he was not having anything to do with it. He was eventually able to take care of business and happily waved to the poop as we flushed it (trying to teach him all the steps). He also said "bye poop I'll see you later" as we walked down the stairs. Glad that it was over and don't know that I'm truly prepared for the full adventure of potty training. I guess we'll just see how things go...
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