She came upstairs while I was cleaning and was prancing around. I figured she just had to pee, but when we went into the bathroom and she got on the flush she started to cry, a sure sign that she had to poop. So for the next 30m it was a bit of a battle of wills. First she wanted "bun bun", then her froggy potty, asked for a diaper (I told her they were all gone, that we had none left), then asked for her "fishy panties" and then I finally convinced her to sit down if I read to her a story - Max and Ruby.
After reading most of the story, some back rubs and re-assurance, she pooped! There were tears involved (I really do not think it was hard/constipation, I think she's just learning how to poop sitting down) but as soon as she pooped she bolted up off the potty, arms in the air Rocky style and cheered "YAYYY!! I pooped!!! YAAAAYYYYYYYYY!!!" and I cheered with her, hugged her and praised her. Then she freaked about being wiped. hah
I rewarded her, 6 jellybeans, which is what we've been promising for weeks if she pooped on the potty. Then we called Owen and told him the good news. :0) While talking to him she informed him she "pooped on the potty and had 6 Jellybeans daddy, SIX!"
I also asked about the wake ups last night and he said each time he went in her room she had already peed, she just wanted him to tuck her back into bed. :0)
yay for pooping on the toilet!
ReplyDeletebtw, i was trying to figure out why your blog was freaking me out... you picked the same template Jaime uses... it's messing with my head!