Sunday, July 19, 2009

Parental Duties Should Come With A Warning Label

Seriously!

Or at least when the nurse hands your baby to you for the first time there should be a tag attached that lists all of the unsightly jobs that will now fall upon your shoulders.

I think if they told me about this one...I might have sent them back!

Today marked "8" days.

Not something fun like 8 days of lounging by a pool in Maui, or 8 days until I get an SUV...but 8 days that our 2 yr old Ben has NOT ...dare I say it?....pooped. (ugh!)

We were on the downward slop of our potty-training efforts. Everything "seemed" to be going smoothly. I should have known that potty-training a boy couldn't have been so easy.

For the last 4 days I have been offering him Flavored Milk (aka: Milk of Magnesia) and demanding him to take at least 15 mins of push time on the potty 3x's a day. With no avail! He would cry, scream, and kick his legs against the porcelain demanding that it "hurt". This was tearing my heart out. But I didn't know what else I could do. It's not like I can push it out for him.

All of my tactics were failing. Nice mom, sympathy mom, sad mom, happy mom, mean mom, cheerleader mom, angry mom, quiet mom...

So finally this morning I looked at Larry and said,
"I'm NOT taking him to church unless he poops."

We filled the bathtub with warm water and waited. Suddenly he notified us in a dignified, 2yr old manner (aka: grabbing his tush and his peepee, yelling "pooooop") and we scurried him over to the potty. As he slipped& slided all over it he again continued on his path of crying, screaming and kicking. This process of back and forth between the toilet and the bath lasted for about 45 mins.

And you wonder why anyone would want to sign up for this?

Thankfully after many long minutes in the bathroom, my hair frizzed to death from bath steam we had success. And I owe it ALL to...Mr. Q-tip!!

My dear little friend. With a little Vaseline and your long thin stick, was just what the Dr. ordered.

Gross?

I know.
But with the results of a B.M. it was worth it.

5 comments:

Stefani said...

So much fun to be a mom and have poop rule your life, eh?

Camille said...

Ben is never gonna forgive you for this post :) haaaaa haaa

Give the kid some miralax. works great. you'll be past this, I promise.

Sharron said...

Hey Rach, go to your local drug store and get some of those neat little suppositories! They work great! Start with half and if that doesn't work, go for the gusto , , , a whole one.

chattypatra said...

You are right. If parents knew what they were getting into poopwise, they'd think twice about it...at the very least, they'd stock up on those LOOOONG Q-Tips!

Jess said...

Ugh. Unfortunately, I know *exactly* what you mean. Wish I didn't. The MofM works faster on Emma. She likes it so much she begs to drink it! Sigh.