Potty training is hard. I didn't realize at all (even with everyone telling me to just be patient and don't get frustrated) how hard it would be. Lilah barely took a nap and then when she woke up she didn't do what the book told me she was going to do. Ugh! :) She was already so crabby and tired from barely sleeping, and then she fully refused to put on the panties.
So, what did I do...cry. It clearly solves everything. So, then we were both crying. Wonderful mama. Great.
I sat on our rocking chair and thought and cried and then pulled it together. I tried numerous times to get her into her big girl panties and no matter what I did, she refused. And I didn't want to make it a negative thing, so I didn't force them on her.
I honestly am so tired I forget exactly what I did to get her to put on her big girl panties, except for the fact that I took off my pants, showed her my panties and sat on the toilet.
The rest of the day (like 3 1/2 hours) consisted of no breathing, not much eating (for me), just being by Lilah's side. I had a few moments of wanting to cry so badly and told myself to pull it together and suck it up. Lilah had tons of accidents, and mostly didn't care too much. That worried me because I wanted her to be sad that she peed in her pretty panties. Not so much.
The good thing is that her last few pee-pees were on the potty and she seems to be starting to get it. I'm just hoping to get some rest and buck up for tomorrow. I know it's such a minor thing in life so I just have to roll with the punches and calm down.
I only have a few pics I can post on here because of weirdos who may see my mostly naked toddler. Darn! Those are the best ones too. Hopefully I have enough energy tomorrow to post the updates for day #2!
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