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I suppose Lilah’s first poo-poo on the potty experience deserved a post.  This one comes after she has done it not once but twice.    Very exciting!

I guess I haven’t been keeping this blog up to date with some of the humorous experiences we’ve had since the initiation of the potty several weeks ago.  Many times since then, Lilah has expressed a desire to use the potty.  Each time I would excitedly usher her into the bathroom, peel off her pants and her diaper and allow her to sit while I showed her some books.  I was ever-hopeful to hear the sound of a deposit being made, but to no avail.  Clearly she relished this time of reading books on the special seat, but didn’t necessarily want or need to use the potty for its other intended purpose.

A few times, she came close.  She began to announce her need to use the potty when she actually had to go… but her timing still needed work.     Sometimes she would alert me either during or shortly after pooping in her diaper.  So by the time we made it to the potty, she simply needed a diaper change.    Other times, we experienced some very near-misses.    She asked to go potty (yay!) and would sit down patiently… then when she was about to, ahem, do the deed, she seemed to get a little freaked out.  Due perhaps to performance anxiety or just feeling unsure that it was, in fact, really okay to poop inside the thing, she would sort of jump up and step away right at the definitive moment.  resulting in poop on the floor.    This is where that ever-necessary parental sense of humor comes in.  I definitely got a laugh out of it.

Throughout all this, I felt that progress was being made and I wasn’t rushing it.    The potty was there for Lilah to experiment with when it occurred to her, but I wasn’t putting much stake in the whole thing yet.    But on Wednesday she was sitting in her high chair post dinner, looked right at me and said, “poo-poo, potty?”     As always, I eagerly brought her over there and allowed her to sit bare-bottomed,  assuming we’d just read a few books and be on our way.   To my surprise, she… went.    Afterwards she stood up, pointed to what she had left there and excitedly yelled poo poo over and over.    I was so proud of her and she was so proud of herself.     I transferred it to the big toilet and she waved bye bye as she watched it flush down.

Today she did it again, the exact same way.  She stopped what she was doing, looked at me and requested “poo poo, potty?”   I brought her to it and voila.   I am so psyched about the fact that she is letting me know beforehand, when she really has to go.    I understand it takes longer for kids to be able to do this with pee… but she seems to have it down now regarding #2.   Yay Lilah!   And for memory/documentation sake, Lilah is a little over 19 and a half months old as I write this.