It greatly saddens me and makes me incredibly frustrated that I have no patience with my 18 mo. The endless whining makes me wanna run away, but then off course I feel guilty about that.
But the worse is potty training. And I know this is where you are supposed to be the most patient. But somehow, I have less patience than I did housebreaking my pups. I have spent the entire morning putting DS on the potty and reading with him while there. 2 hours later and he and potty were still dry. I turned away for 2 seconds, and he pees all over the (other) bathroom rug - not the bathroom where his potty is. This horrible feeling rises up inside me that just makes me wanna throw things and punch walls. I clean him up, put him on the potty again and tell him that peepee goes in the potty, and poopoo goes in the potty. Nothing. I ask my DH to watch him while i put laundry in the drier, and 2 seconds later hear DH yelling at the dog. I ran in to see a pile of poop on the floor and my pug eating it. (I know, disgusting). Again, that feeling rises but I am able to get a quicker and better handle on it, and I calmly take him to the potty, put him on, clean him up (still nothing in the potty).
I don't understand why I am getting so pissed off and inpatient. I literally seem to be flying into a rage (just not acting on it). Why don't I have more patience for my own child? This is the most upsetting part to me, not the misses on the potty, but my lack of patience for it. I can't get a grasp on it. What the heck is wrong with me. Even DH is surprised, he says he never thought he would see me with less patience than himself.
I don't know, may be its just the stress. Sorry for the rambling, I just needed to vent, and this seemed like the right place
But the worse is potty training. And I know this is where you are supposed to be the most patient. But somehow, I have less patience than I did housebreaking my pups. I have spent the entire morning putting DS on the potty and reading with him while there. 2 hours later and he and potty were still dry. I turned away for 2 seconds, and he pees all over the (other) bathroom rug - not the bathroom where his potty is. This horrible feeling rises up inside me that just makes me wanna throw things and punch walls. I clean him up, put him on the potty again and tell him that peepee goes in the potty, and poopoo goes in the potty. Nothing. I ask my DH to watch him while i put laundry in the drier, and 2 seconds later hear DH yelling at the dog. I ran in to see a pile of poop on the floor and my pug eating it. (I know, disgusting). Again, that feeling rises but I am able to get a quicker and better handle on it, and I calmly take him to the potty, put him on, clean him up (still nothing in the potty).
I don't understand why I am getting so pissed off and inpatient. I literally seem to be flying into a rage (just not acting on it). Why don't I have more patience for my own child? This is the most upsetting part to me, not the misses on the potty, but my lack of patience for it. I can't get a grasp on it. What the heck is wrong with me. Even DH is surprised, he says he never thought he would see me with less patience than himself.
I don't know, may be its just the stress. Sorry for the rambling, I just needed to vent, and this seemed like the right place







and honestly, a truly potty trained 18 month old is pretty darn rare.