Proud of my little one

I hope I'm not too presumptuous in announcing this. But I do believe, my little girl is potty-trained! It took Sara and I a week and a half. I felt bad physically forcing her to sit on the toilet those first couple days as she cried in complete agony. But once I decided to potty train, there was no going back. I was going to be more determined to get her out of diapers than she was to remain in them. I knew she was ready...she just needed to know it as well!

She had a few accidents the first few days. But we dealt with them...with Resolve carpet cleaner. The next few days, she stopped battling me and if I requested her to, she'd sit on the toilet. She stopped crying for a diaper, and was finally happy to wear the Dora underwear she had rejected for so long. Then she actually would sit on the toilet and pee everytime I asked her to. Finally yesterday, she decided that she didn't need me telling her what to do. By evening time, she was initiating her own bathroom breaks.

I knew we had finally nailed the potty training this morning, when I couldn't find her anywhere. I finally looked into the bathroom where the door was closed. I found her sitting on her little potty, trying to poop. She looked at me, quite annoyed, and said, "No mommy. Close the door!" I guess she likes her privacy.

Hallelujah! Praise the Lord! I just want to do some back flips...if I could!