Since it's my one year blogging anniversary and all. I've been thinking. Alot.
I've been thinking mostly that it has also been one year that I started trying to get Girl to go on the pot.
ONE
WHOLE
YEAR.
365 DAYS!
Of Potty Training.
This is my 413th post.
I have 21 posts...now 22...about the potty.
I have 31 posts referring to doodie.
and...I have 4 posts that talk about the bunghole. (Check my archives)
Can you see where my head is at? For a year. A whole shit-filled year. It's been lingering in the toilet. My head. The Toilet.
I give up.
For my one year bloggiversary, I J, the so-called-Mom of the Year do solemnly swear to give up talking, posting, writing, thinking or even for that matter using the potty. (Wait! Scratch that last one...I gotta go pee)...
Kay, I'm back.
No really, I mean it. I'm done. I'm not gonna talk about it. Anymore.
At all.
At least until the daughter of the so-called MOY (also known here as Girl) decides the time is right and actually graces her princess potty with the softness that is her buttcheeks.
Once the darling little Girl makes up her mind that placing her fluffy-arse on her plastic pot is THE WAY to go...I refuse to discuss the matter further.
And that's that. Period.
Signed,
J, the Quitter
Now, I am sure you are all delighted to read this.
Go on about your business.
And thank you for bearing witness to my newest development.
36 comments:
poooooooooop pooooooooooop pooooooooooooop poooooop
ok now I am done!
way to go and good luck!
I hope not talking about it is liberating! She will get there ... promise!
Uh huh.
Sure.
We'll see how long this lasts!!!!
:)
oh yikes. A glimpse into my future!!!
Happy Blogiversary, girlie.
Holy shit that was funny!
I am so not looking forward to potty training. Not even a little.
From one mom to another~if potty training woes are your biggest worry, you've got it made!!
I had a hard time with my youngest, and I knew she'd do it when she was ready. She was 4, and that was that!
It'll happen once you RELAX about it. that's the way these crazy girls work...hehe!
You are not a quitter Janet. You're surrendering and that is different wonder mom. Sometimes we have to get out of our children's way and let them do their thang.
psst...take the potty book for girls out of your sidebar. :-P
Well I pity those people who actually live near you, since no doubt you'll be talking about poo when you can't write about it. :) What else is the internet for, if not POO?
Aw, c'mon. If Artie poops in the house (dog forbid) I'm sure you'll tell us about it. Right after you boot his tiny heiney right out the door.
She'll be way too embarrassed in kindergarten so it's bound to happen before then right? ;-)
Aww, best of luck to both of you...you, sticking to the goal, and SF for going potty. It all happens when she's good and ready! J/K. Happy Blogiversary!
I feel you sister. I keep quitting and starting and quitting and DAMN! Why is it so damn hard! Just poop in the potty! PLEASE!
Sorry...lost it a little there.
I so hear you. From the mother of The Public Pisser to She who Pees Not a Wink, I feel your pain. It's got to work itself out someday. Until then?
Heathe (from Caloden.com)
Sometimes kids are stubborn and these are the kids that will be potty trained when they are good and ready to...
lol...too funny. I hope that doesn't mean that you are going to stop giving updates on Artie 'shit head' from time to time lol....because that could technically be on that similar topic. We all enjoy hearing Artie updates :)
Ok, now this opens up your blog to talk about some other great things in your life, like that new trapeze and pole you installed in your bedroom...
Come on now- don't be shy...lol
I'm sure you are sick of hearing this but...she'll do it when she's ready.
In fact, I bet once you forget about it, she'll decide it's time ;)
Good luck!
This is my first time visiting your blog,so I hope you don't mind that I say this is tooooooooo funny. I followed burfica's blog here to find you and I am glad I stopped in. It gave me the giggles thinking about trying to potty train my son and what a farthead he was about it all. Thanks for the memories. Hope ya don't mind me popping in.
Would you believe that I clicked on your website, then before I had a chance to begin reading, I had to go poo? Seriously.
Nice. Just CLICKING on your site made me poo.
Thanks a lot. ;)
Haha! I love the part where you tell us to go on about our business. That's the best part. ;)
Many a parent has gone crazy over the dreaded potty training. Good for you for getting out before you were in a padded cell :)
Like I said before think about how much of a party we (well you really) can have when its done.
Umm and Kevin Charnas is f'in hilarious!
well, you know now that you're not going to post about it anymore, she's going to start using the pot, like, tomorrow. lol!
It should disturb you to know that this is the first time I have read your site and the fact that you used bunghole has hooked me. I will mourn its passing.
toilet training sucks ass.
bwah.
I can deal with you talking about doodie, just no pics please.
Happy Year Anniversary!
I'll post a potty training blog for you soon.
Hint, Eve's potty training had me calling a shrink and Adam was potty trained for 3 days before I noticed.
i think i need to send you the G's poop shirt and pee socks as some Stinkfoot incentive or maybe Areyah the G's idol might be available for some lessons :)
Oh, you can try to quit the poo, but the poo won't quit you. Oh no sirree. The poo is here to stay. Embrace the poo. Go with poo.
(And I mean that in all the best ways, of course!)
um, is the title of this post a play on that Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam song...and why do I know that?
And of course, may your child pee and poo in the "proper" receptacle soon.
No more poo stories! Oh my, I can't deal. I love your poo stories. Girl, I'll be anxiously awaiting for you to fall off the no more potty talk wagon.
Serious? A full year of potty training? Oh dear ... I will be sending good potty training vibes your way.
the poop hasn't even hit the fan (or pot) at my house.
God bless us all.
Hey - send her to stay with me for a bit. We can have our problems together. I am physically incapable of pooping if Mark is in the house. CANNOT. DO. IT. I have to go potty if he is working late, going to work early. At the store. Something.
Janet- While I LURVE the Lisa Lisa shout out....I cannot bear the thought of not reading about sh*t on your blog....PLEASE say it aint so! :)
PS: Nobody feels your pain like I do! :)
Don't feel bad, I think the tags with the most associated posts on my blog are:
#1: IDIOCY
#2: BUTT AND POO
You know, I was at your point too. And all of a sudden, our soon to be 4 year old just started - all by herself. She did it like it was nothing, making me wonder if she had been practicing behind my back. It was right after we had this horrendous flu - and I think maybe the feeling of having that horrid Pull-up/diaper was what made her decide that enough was enough. Anyway, I think you're doing the right thing - of course, I wasn't harping on it then, because I just wanted her and everyone else to get better, and presto! She started. :) I am sending you good vibes!
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