The Royal Potty

As any mother of a toddler/preschooler will know, potty training is one of the joys of having a youngin'. Well, my son, Ian, soon to be 3 in January, has finally started to get a handle on this. If you know me (which I'm assuming you probably don't), I am a pretty laid back person, and if you are a mother who is not, take this advice from me, you really have to be laid back when it comes to this process. I don't care what people say about buying books or following processes or using sticker charts or buying DVD's (in fact those can be pretty annoying..there is one called "Potty Power"...I strongly advise you not to get it or you will either want to shoot yourself or drink a bottle of wine or your preferred beverage, both not very wise for proper parenting)....it will come. One day, you'll ask them if they will want to try and they'll say no..but one day, it will be yes...then one day, it will be several yeses...until they tell you that they have to go on their own. Simple as that. Well, not really. But don't stress.

Anyway, I had the Baby Bjorn potty because I thought hey it's Baby Bjorn, it's got to be good. After all, I have the Baby Bjorn Carrier (get the Baby Bjorn Active Carrier...the BEST! Especially if you have to carry a 4 month old in circles around your house because she wants to look around, she'll cry otherwise and you have a bad back) I figure more money...equals better..at least in the land of baby products it usually does. And it was an OK potty. But then as Ian got progressively better, I decided I needed to have another potty for downstairs, as well. I bought the "Royal Potty" by Fisher Price. Well, let me tell you...we all need a Royal Potty. It emits a fanfare whenever one "goes" and comes complete with a potty book that attaches to the back of the potty for Ian's reading pleasure whenever things might take a little longer. Just like daddy because really, what mom actually has more than 20 seconds to complete either act? (I know, TMI, but I speak the truth so get ready you adoptive mothers!) Well, now that I think about it, Ian still enjoys grunting and squating in the corner with his diaper, but were working on it. If Bryan (hubby) can do it, I'm sure he can pick it up.

And think about, who wouldn't like to have a pleasant fanfare first thing in the morning to start her day? I guess for now I'll just have to live vicariously through my son. And the fact that several years ago I could have been writing a brief to a lawyer about sexual harassment or job descrimination, and now I write about the bathroom habits of my family shows the sad state of my life. Or maybe just how freeing it is to have a family. Yes, that is how I will think of it.