The “P” word “Pre-Potty lingo”

I am sure you are all wondering about the “P” word. I can’t stand the P word and I have been looking for every other option possible to call it something else, and the bottom line is just this: that it is just “Shit” The end. I hate the word poop and I hate the slang of Shit.. but there is just no classy term for such a disgusting mess. We have learned “pee pee” and that is fine but I have not elaborated on the other that comes in the diaper other than we agree on “shooo” and “nasty”.  Until… it happened. We come home this week and she goes to squat, then stands and says “poop”…. I just kinda glanced over and said huh? And she runs over and says “poop”, “poop” giggle-giggle on her end and I just had this mortified look on my face thinking where did she hear this because they haven’t started potty training at her baby school (I’m not fond of the word daycare).  So I bend down and give that classy whiff to see if it is just a word or if she knows. “Oh heavens, you know what poop is” I said. Now some moms get all happy that their kid knows pee-pee and poop but I am looking into the future of being at a nice restaurant, or Church, or a wedding and my kid yelling “Poop! I go Poop!” or the moment when she has to wait on me in the bathroom and start announcing to everyone in the stall that “mommy go poop! Yay!”… These are just not the things I am ready for. I know they are coming but I like to think of alternative ways of handling situations before they happen but having a kid.. yea, you don’t get to prepare for much of anything. So anyways, she took my finger to the bedroom to change her as she said poop about 10 times and I agreed that yes it was poop and good job for telling mommy. I am really proud that she knows the word and that they are making them aware at her baby-school, but this is just a process that I think I am going to have to mentally prepare for. Surely I am not the only mother out there that is concerned about the words that are to come out of their kids mouth and never knowing when or what will happen. Maybe I am a little crazy? Maybe I need a little Xanax? I don’t know, but I am sure one day I will look back and laugh but right now it looks as though what once was just the “p” word is now the word poop and is in our vocabulary. Ugh! To be continued…

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Potty Training?? Do I have too!?

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It has been a while since I have posted but that does not mean anything has slowed down. If anything, I have more stories than my pea brain can even process. Work is so crazy lately… end of the year reports are coming in, I’ve interviewed for a new position, and oh yeah, I have a 17 month old who is hinting that she is ready to be potty trained Eeeeek! Maybe some of you moms are excited for this adventure of no diapers but I am thinking “Crap! Now I have to map out a bathroom everywhere we go and carry a potty seat!” I am imagining accidents all over the place like when potty training my Chihuahua Chica. Sophie has slowly been squatting in corners here lately and knowing when to get a new diaper and so I have caught on. I bought some pull ups, some little panties, and an Elmo Potty book all over the course of the past few months. I just purchased a special potty last week that has Minnie Mouse all over it, which she loves, so I am mentally getting there, I think. However the potty is wrapped up for “Santa” to bring her on Christmas, but I might need to open it early. I say that because of the picture above. I know it’s a silly picture, but the truth behind it is just stomach binding…to me anyways. We were in the floor playing until she pauses and turns and squats… I knew what was happening but the fact that she did it in front of me without going to her little hiding spots was a sure sign that I needed to do something. All I could do was say “eww wait Soph what are you doing.. OMG GROSS!”  So I decided to text my mom the picture capturing this moment : “Sophie needed to take a shit, classy moment of the day”.. as I am texting she runs off which she does and goes to the changing table to wait for me.. I’m on my way until then it happened.. she runs out and her pants are down and the diaper is off and she is holding it and saying “Yay” clap clap clap and poop was flying everywhere! I wanted to scream! But I was so stunned that I was just like omg bath now!! It took a total of 30 seconds for such a disaster to happen! Moral of the day: We survived and yes I am planning to potty train VERY SOON. I’m sure more adventures will come.