She won, I didn’t even know it was a battle, or a game, but she did. I know she knows exactly what to do, she just wants to exercise her independence, and she did it in the most upfront and sweet way. She is back in diapers. In all my years that is the first time I have ever done that. I felt like a bit of a failure doing that but then, it was good for me because I must have judged other people in the same way I was now judging myself. Always good to have insight to your weaknesses and acknowledge them, right?
Anyway, after she went on the potty a few times, all the kids were working with her too, but each time if she wasn’t reminded she would ‘go’ in her undies, and then afterwards say “Mom, I pee” or worse, “Mom, I poo.” I went back to the book, reviewed, started over again each new day. After a whole week it was getting worse. I pushed too hard, maybe? Try another approach. We got the potty that sings and the doll that pees, lots of treats and everything. I continued telling her how big she was because she goes on the potty, and that diapers are for babies, etc. A few minutes later I would ask her, “Are you going to pee in the potty?” She would just state matter-of-factly, “No”. I would say “Are you going to pee in your pants” (in a negative, un-approving way) and she would state matter-of-factly, “Yes.”
That was pretty much it. I knew she’d won. Oh, I still kept trying for a few days but the last straw was when we were standing right next to the potty discussing how big she was for going on the potty, she wet her pants and just stared at it with no emotion, no regret. On went the diaper. You were right, Mom, ok?
We will give it a few months and see if she starts getting interested. Lots of people tell me she will let me know when she is ready. I’m sure they are right, too.