Oh wow. What a morning. Seriously, though Little Dude was up and out of his nighttime diaper at 7am, by 9:30am I was this -> <- close to throwing in the piss-soaked diaper.
So, what happened, you ask? Well, I’m not exactly sure. I mean, in the first four days, he did wonderfully. We went from a toddler who didn’t realize that he was peeing to a toddler who was not only able to hold it in long enough to make it to his potty on his own, but managed to stay dry during his nap.
On day 5 (Christmas day) we decided to push the envelope further and keep him out of his diaper as we drove to my parents’ house (a 10 minute drive) for a morning family time. At my parents’, we brought his potty and the progress continued. Not only did he stay dry in the car, he even managed to keep his boxers and pants dry all morning and used the potty twice while at his maternal grandparents’ house.
After lunch, we drove to my in-laws’ house for the afternoon and evening. Then, the plan was to leave the kids with them for the night (their Christmas present to us and them :D). I was feeling super comfortable with this because Charles had been doing so well with the potty. The afternoon went well for Charles, but he had his first accident of the day during supper. Of course, take a new potty (my MIL buys everything for her house so that we don’t have to pack full bags for the kids when we go to her house) and a long refill-filled supper and it was an accident waiting to happen. I didn’t think much of it though as Charles was only on day 5 of potty training. I figure that 5 days into potty training, it’s normal for accidents to still happen. Of course, a second accident happened a short while later, but Charles managed to successfully use the potty before we left for the night.
And then, he came back home on the 26th during the afternoon…
Besides coming back with a diaper, he was super clingy. No wait, let me rephrase that, he was SUPER clingy all evening. It was so out of character that my partner and I decided that Charles would go to bed at 6:30 instead of 7:00. We assumed that he was tired because he had gone to bed too late the previous evening (and, I mean, who can blame the grandparents for keeping him up past his bedtime?).
Fast forward to this morning. Charles did not want me to take off his diaper when he woke up. He also wanted to be stuck to me all the time. Seriously, if he could have physically gotten under my skin to stay with me at all times, he would have. Then, he had accident on top of accident on top of accident. Even on day 1 of potty training he didn’t pee as much. Even on day 1 of potty training, he managed to land a few pees in the potty. Right now, it’s as though we’re on day -5. It’s as though he forgot every single thing he knew about potty training and then some.
And it’s so very frustrating, because each time he pees on the floor by accident, he starts crying and gets angry. And each time, once he’s on the potty, his father or I give him a hug, tell him we love him and that accidents are ok and remind him that pee goes in the potty while we wipe the urine off the ground.
So I know that something must have happened while he was with his grandparents. I just don’t know what. I know that when I called yesterday morning, my MIL assured me that everything was ok. But, when my partner came back from doing the groceries this morning, he told me that he had gotten into a row with his dad who told him that Little Dude wasn’t ready for potty training because he kept peeing everywhere at their house in the morning and he would cry each time they put him on the potty. I know their not the kind of people to get angry at Charles for accidents. I know that they didn’t yell at him. But something happened and it probably seemed insignificant to them. Charles seems to have connected two dots that weren’t meant to be connected.
Of course, the “something” can simply be the fact that he slept at his grandparents’ instead of sleeping at home.
Towards the end of the morning today, Little Dude was better. After going through every single pair of boxers (10) he owns, plus two pairs of pants, he finally managed to make it to the potty twice before his nap.
Here’s to hoping things get better.
Did you ever experience regression during potty training? How did you deal with it?