On Tuesday morning, I made an important decision. After talking and discussing the various pros and cons, asking the experts, and lots of praying...
I started potty training Abby... AGAIN.
Now this isn't the first time, or second, or third... in fact, I've lost count how many times in the past year or more we've tried the "put the panties on, sit on the potty every 20 minutes, nothing happens, she's wet 5 minutes later." It had really become a source of frustration and insecurity for me. I ended up trying to avoid the subject wishing it would just go away. I thought it was my fault she wasn't getting it.
I am now a firm believer in "when they're ready, it will happen."
Apparently she is ready. Cause it happened!
I put the panties on her and sat her on the potty. Nothing. Then later, "OH, I need to go potty!"
And she did! Wow, did we throw a party!! The Lord knew I needed that success early in the day to get me through the next few accidents.
But then, after naptime, again, success!
Wednesday, more successes! Thursday, she was dry all day! And even dry in the morning and after naps. I am so proud of her! She's such a big girl.
So now I'm sad that my baby is growing up but so happy for her at the same time. She is amazing.
A funny side note: I had told her that she had to be potty-trained before she could go to pre-school (she's signed up for the fall). And after the first time she peed in the potty, she said, "Yeah! I can go to school tomorrow!"