Day 7, closer to heaven

I just have to brag on our little girl today.

My new found "potty zen" has definitely lightened the mood around here. She has been wearing a diaper at night so that we aren't stressing to get up at every noise. And she has actually been keeping it dry! Don't get me wrong, she still has accidents. But for the most part, she is telling us. Whether it be 3 seconds before she starts going or 30 seconds, she is still telling us. It's just a timing issue that's all.

Yesterday, I decided that I could not stay away from the gym any longer. "We are getting out of the house!" I said. Well, I get there just in time for yoga and the lady in the child care room sweetly informs me that I should have put a PullUp on Em since she can't leave the room immediately to take her to the bathroom being that she is the only adult in the room. DOH! Why didn't I think of that? I knew she was going to be the only one in there. And she was so nice about it. I think she saw the stress from the previous week tugging on my dark circles. "No problem," I said. "I'll just check in every 10 minutes and take her myself." So I went upstairs to the treadmills to try and run off the extra jiggle I gained last week. My workout went as follows:

Run one mile

Run downstairs and take Em to the bathroom

Run upstairs

Run one mile

Run downstairs and take Em to the bathroom

Run upstairs

Run one mile

Run downstairs and take Em to the bathroom

Go home.

All in all a pretty good workout I'd say. :)

Today, I took a different approach. I needed to run some errands so I slapped a PullUp on that girl and off we went. I treated the PullUps like underwear still saying "Tell Mommy if you have to go potty, ok?" As soon as we walked in Michael's, she said "Potty!" Figuring she had already gone, I still went through the motions and took her to the restroom. PullUps were still dry! She went in the pot! WooHoo! Then we went to Target. As soon as we pulled out of the space to leave she said, "Potty!" So I zipped in a nearby Wendy's and tried again. Once again, dry and in the pot! YeeHaw! That one deserved a chicken nugget lunch. When we got home, panties came back on and here we are. I think I've finally figured out a system I can work with. I can deal with accidents at home much better than accidents in public. For example: Today, right after cleaning Emery up from one of her accidents, I told her to go pick out some panties to put on while I cleaned up the rest of the mess.

This is what she brought:

This kid cracks me up.