Potty Stress

Twins...they make life complicated.

Potty training...it's not something to be taken lightly.

Put the two together, it's a surefire why to make a person crazy.
Real. Damn. Quick!

Everett is determined that he wants to use the potty.

We bought the unders. Now it's just me holding things back. This mama is not ready to commit!

So, we've tried a less formal approach. Just put him up there at certain times of the day.

Then last week (the moment that sparked the shopping excursion for unders) he decided he needed to be naked.

"Mommy, my snake nekked too! Pleeeaaaaasssseee!!!"

What's a mommy to do?! So I let him be naked. And had an inner panic attack about every 30 seconds. And probably every five minutes the panic escaped right out of my mouth as:

"Everett, remember, we don't pee on the carpet!"

Smooth, right?

It's okay, the smart little stink got me back for it. While they were eating lunch, I may have let the little catch phrase slip for the 37th time.

His random reply a short time later:

"Mommy, no pee on Beckett! No no pee on Beckett!"

Ha!! What do you do with that besides laugh?

The good news, he never did pee on the carpet. Yay for that! The kitchen floor and the leather couch on the other hand...thank goodness for clorox wipes! But he did go in the potty too - a couple of times. He even did the serious business there. So I called it a success for the day.

And the next day, he asked for a diaper. Whatever. Why not? Diapers it was for the rest of the week. I just chalked it up to him not being ready, and I didn't want to force it. So whatever.

Until he found the unders. Then he was determined he needed to wear those. So we had another day of me panicking every few minutes and being anxious All. Day. Long. 

It's not even just the accidents on the carpet that causes me stress.

We set the timer for 30 minutes. He goes willingly for a while and will sit there, but then wants down before anything happens.

Do I make him sit up there every time until he goes?? That seems like a lot. And if not every time, then how do I pick and choose which times he does?

Do I distract him with games and songs and books? Or does that take away from him actually trying to go? Or how do I help him figure out letting all of it out?

Because what kept happening was he'd go a little in the potty, and five minutes later empty his entire bladder on the couch. Lovely.

Those are the normal potty training stresses. Now add the fact there are two of them! 

Beckett has no desire. His interest still stops at wanting to flush. The end.

"No under-airs! No no potty. Mommy, no thank you, I not want the potty!"

Which I don't really mind. Except...

The little stink gets sick of Everett getting so much attention all day. Understandable. So now while I'm sitting in the bathroom with Everett (trying everything I can think of to get him to go)
Beckett is playing DE-STRUC-TOR throughout the living room.

Or he is in the fridge.

Or he is climbing the chair onto the counter.

Or he jumps on the couch.

Or he just HAS to have chocolate milk right that second.

So, the solution:

Twins just don't get privacy. And it seems absolutely natural for them to just be up in each others' space. No clue one is half naked. Not caring one tiny bit!

And the real solution - put potty training on the back burner. I'm in no rush. I will put all of my procrastinating powers into putting this off a little longer.

Yep, we bought the unders.
Yep, Everett wants to wear them.
Nope, my sanity just can't handle it alone.

So until Daddy can take a couple days off to help us, potty training will wait.

My sanity needs to wait.