in fact, before his nap, he ran up to me and said, "mom! i poop!!!"
which of course you think means past tense, right? wrong. we're dealing with a 2 year old here. it means future tense. he needs to poop. so we run to the big potty. no luck. he's too nervous. i would be too. that thing is like 5 times his size. it'd be like me being held up by that big giant in "the princess bride" over a truck bed. trying to poop in a truck bed. aint gonna happen.
so we ran upstairs to his frog potty. and abra cadabra! we have a winner!
last night i explained to him that he was going to wear a diaper to sleep because it was perfectly normal to need to potty in your sleep. he went potty right before bed and woke up with a dry diaper! i've read that that's the key. when they learn to not pee at night. idk. i just know that it's been two days and we haven't had a single accident.
well...actually...we did. we stopped at the church earlier to potty. you don't realize which places don't have kid appropriate restrooms until you have a kid who needs to potty. so at the church, i didn't take his pants off. i just set him up on the potty. mistake. because he tried to you know...point everything the right way...and well, we kind of peed on the back of our jeans. oh well.
i had a change of pants in the car. so everything was fine.
i'm so proud of him. he's becoming such a big, big boy.
on to other things...i'm feeling much better. there are still times i'm queasy. for example. i REFUSE to clean out the fridge. ugh. the thought alone gags me. i cannot open old containers of food. ugh. and i don't like to heat food up. my mom sent gumbo the other night. paul prudhomme gumbo. yummy. i wanted it so bad. but knew that if i smelled it before it was heated up, i couldn't eat it. so i covered my nose and heated it. worked wonders.
i'll be 12 weeks thursday. my next appointment is monday.
here is pratt today. in his raincoat and boots. we were prepared for the weather :)
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