Disclaimer: This post contains a lot of potty talk, which shouldn't be a surprise given the title. If words like pee and poop gross you out then 1) you're probably not a mom and 2) you shouldn't read this post.
We started potty training last weekend. Originally I planned on waiting until around Christmas, but I knew Austin was ready and I decided that I'd rather spent these few weeks cleaning up urine and be able to enjoy the holidays.
On Friday we went out and bought some cool undies, treats and toys. I made Austin a potty chart that night, and I was even sort of excited to see what would happen. Well, the first day was terrible. Austin didn't successfully make it into the potty once. It was so frustrating because sometimes we would put him on the potty for a few minutes, he wouldn't go, and then he would pee two minutes later. Luckily, he would hold it for two hours in between accidents, so I wasn't cleaning up pee all day long. By the end of the night, though, I was pretty defeated. I wanted to quit. I thought maybe he wasn't ready after all, but I figured we'd give it just one more day...if for nothing else then to pinch his cute diaper-free tushie a little more.
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| I know the last one is blurry, but I just love it. Austin's always flying down the couch like a maniac. |
In fact, he only had TWO accidents all week! I was beyond proud of our little monkey man, and glad I stuck it out a second day. I felt like we had a potty trained toddler on our hands.
And then the weekend came. I don't know if I just had too much confidence in him, or if I wasn't being as attentive to how much he was drinking or how much time had passed. We ran a few errands on Friday and Saturday and he peed almost EVERY SINGLE TIME we drove anywhere -- and I had usually taken him to the bathroom just minutes before. He had three accidents in his car seat and one accident in the checkout line at Costco. Talk about mortified. Luckily I had a change of clothes for him, unlike the day before when he peed on his shirt (and undies and pants...but I had those) and had to wear my scarf through the remainder of our errands.
In addition to the potty training set back, Austin has been particularly naughty lately. Maybe it's a case of the terrible two's. Or maybe it's because he's been waking up before 7 and not napping as well, so he's sleep deprived. Or maybe it's because it started raining after an 80-day dry streak, and he's not used to staying in the house. Whatever the reason, he's been more than his usual handful.
So, I was ready to quit this morning (Toren was in Utah for the BYU game) after Austin pooped in his underwear, dumped olive oil all over the kitchen floor, and peed in the closet...and whined incessantly about everything. I decided that we weren't going to church because I was just so overwhelmed, exhausted, and not in a very good mood. I pulled myself together, though, and decided that a day like that is when I/we most needed to go to church.
As I sped to the church building because we were running late (of course), I said a quick, pleading prayer that Austin wouldn't have any accidents at church. I brought two changes of clothes anyway, but dealing with pee at church would have just set me over the edge.
Guess what?!? He had no accidents!! He peed on the potty three times at church and came home completely dry. I admit, I was shocked. Based on the lack of success we'd had the two previous days being away from home I was sure he wouldn't make it through church. While driving home I said another prayer thanking Heavenly Father for answering my small, seemingly insignificant prayer. It reminded me of Elder Bednar's great talk on the tender mercies of the Lord.
"We should not underestimate or overlook the power of the Lord’s tender mercies. The simpleness, the sweetness, and the constancy of the tender mercies of the Lord will do much to fortify and protect us in the troubled times in which we do now and will yet live."
You can read Elder Bednar's whole talk here.
This was truly a tender mercy for me, and one that I will be able to look back on often and remember that if the Lord loves me enough to answer my prayers about pee at church then he loves me enough to answer my bigger prayers too. I'm so grateful for the tender mercies of the Lord to remind me that there is much more to this life than laundry and spilled olive oil.

























