If you have been reading here for any length of time you know we have been working on potty training for MONTHS.
You also know that both boys have had their fair share of potty anxiety that we have dealt with. We mostly take the “it will all work out, so no pressure” method of things.
At school the boys have very few accidents. We think Emory’s are sensory related at this point because he usually has pretty good control and only has accidents on days when he seems to be overwhelmed in other ways.
We haven’t worried much about naps or nighttime yet. Although Dean has taken quite a few naps in his big boy pants without incident…which he is always quite proud of.
Our last major hurdle was Dean and poop. MAJOR anxiety…as in it had never EVER happened in the potty except in a very contrived manner. He will ask for a pullup and he can hold it in for a long period of time to avoid the potty. So we didn’t make a big deal about it. We just put a pullup on him and figured it would happen when every it happened. The school agreed with us and don’t make a big deal about it either…although he doesn’t typically poop at school since he is only there until lunch.
But today friends…today was the day. Today it happened and he did it. There was lots of anxiety because he knew it was happening and I was encouraging him to sit on the potty and he agreed. Usually it amounts to nothing. But today…today something must have been different because today for the first time EVER he pooped in the potty! And as it was happening the anxiety left him and he was all smiles. He was so happy and proud. He was telling me all about it and I was trying to be calm and happy and encouraging without scaring him by being too excited. What I really wanted to do was scream and jump up and down…but I certainly didn’t want to freak him out!
Instead I cried. I cried huge tears of joy as I smiled and laughed and told him how proud I was of him. I then promptly promised him any treat he wanted and he got a big grin and said, “A present?!?!” I regretted that for a brief second but I recovered quickly. I asked if he would like Wendy’s for dinner because french fries are his favorite thing in the whole world. He was so excited about that. And he received a lolly pop…2 in fact…because poop in the potty deserves 2 in my opinion. Emory was so excited he hugged Dean and when he heard my offer of presents he yanked his pants down to go potty too. It was quite funny. He of course received a lolly pop as well.
I will never know if this success if related to sensory therapy or if today was just the magical day it was supposed to happen. I don’t really care. It happened and it is huge. He overcame a huge anxiety and I could see the relief wash over him. He was so happy that he could finally do it and not be afraid.
2012 is going to be an amazing year for them…a super amazing year.