potty training glory days

so today was a day that i have to document, if for nothing else bc it will encourage you that you are not alone in whatever means you have to succumb to when it comes to making sure your kid goes when she (he) has to go. {this post is rather detailed and you wont get the full effect until the very end, so hang with me}

take today for example:

bug wakes up, goes pee and immediately goes poop. wow i think, she is getting the hang of this. then i notice it is rather soft. so maybe it didnt take much effort from her, it just happened. but still, GO BUG!

on the way to school. ALMOST there and she says mommy i have to go pee and poop. ummm. we have been known to pull over many many times on GA 400 to hang her cute little butt over the grass and let her go pee right there but we were at the GA 400 and 285 intersection and well, there just isnt a lot of grass around there. plus come on we are ALMOST THERE!! so i tell her to hang on and hold it. knowing that i might be on my way to target to buy new clothes any minute.

get to school. run to the potty and she goes pee and poop again right away. more soft poop. but hey she just started pooping on the potty regularly so i am really not sure what it is supposed to look like with her since it is usually mush! TMI alert: my step son always has mushy poop, so i didnt really think anything of it. so i tell her teachers, hey she has pooped 2 times already so just FYI, if she says she has to go take her right away.

ok fast forward to lunch time. my and bug go out to eat for lunch and walk back to school. during this walk back we walk through some grass and flowers. my phone rings so i stop to set our drinks on a ledge to be able to get my phone. i turn around and she is attempting to pee pee in the mulch in the flowers. so i pick her up, hold her over the grass and we pee pee right there in broad day light.

3pm. my phone rings. ummm, bug had an accident, can you come help us clean her up. sure, i am on my way. does she needs cloths? no, her pants are fine. i get to her and she is standing there in all her glory with poop all the way down her legs, all over her tush and other parts and her sweet teacher is cleaning up the floor and toliet in the bathroom, where my bug pooped ALL over the floor. sweet girl tried to make it to the potty and had an accident. so we attempt to clean her with paper towels and wipes when finally i just stuck her in the sink and bathed her. we go to put her pants on and what do you know they are covered in poop. :-/ so we get her PJs out of the car and she wears those for the rest of the day. she is now with me bc she cant go back to school bc now she officially has diarreah.

5:25pm. stop to pick up tickets for an event tonight. bug do you need to go potty. no mommy. are you sure. yes. ok lets go. our destination is literally 5 mins away. 30 seconds later: mommy i need to go pee pee. well now i am in traffic and cant really get anywhere. she says mommy ow it hurts. so i know she is going to go soon. so i un~buckle her car seat straps, pull off her tights and underwear (which are covered in poop bc i guess she had gone again!) stick my hand in the poop, have her lift up and put her rain coat underneath her and tell her to go. she goes pee only. i soak up the big puddle with her shirt from early today that is in the bag with her poop pants. have her sit on the raincoat, buckle her back in. (all this happens while we are stopped in traffic). get to our destination and put her back in the clean underwear and PJ pants and go to dinner.