Potty Training—one week down!

This week in potty training was nothing like what I was expecting. I didn't expect Luke to really get it. I didn't expect that he would go all on his own without any prompting. I didn't expect him to go poop on the potty all by himself. I didn't expect him to wake up in the morning asking to go pee on the potty and being able to "hold it". I didn't expect him to wake up an hour after going to bed at night to go pee pee on the potty—I REALLY didn't expect that. I didn't expect him to want to wear underwear so much, but he does. To say the least, I had really low expectations. I had heard all the horror stories from friends and their wows in the potty training world. I figured, if I kept them low, then I wouldn't be rattled when things didn't go as I planned them. I simply didn't plan. I decided to take it as it came, and let him work through it. It seemed to work.

But, I also learned that Luke is capable of more than I give him credit for, and perhaps I need to let go a little more and let him fly. My "baby" will be three on Saturday. Where the time went, I have no idea. Hard to believe that when he was 3 days old, all I wanted to do was return to work and let someone else care for him because I wasn't capable. I didn't know what to do, how to do it and I stressed over every decision. Three months later, and I couldn't bare to not be with him every minute of the day, and knowing that no one would care for him like me. It's amazing what our children can teach us in such a short amount of time. Luke has taught me a lot about myself and life. I will cherish it always—even while cleaning poop out of underwear.