7 Things I Don’t Miss About Diapers or Potty Training

7 Things I Don’t Miss About Diapers or Potty Training

Written by: Andrea Angileri

Remember how cute those little newborn diapers were?  I do.  I even remember those early changings, smiling and singing….taking that moment to bond.  Yeah, that crap gets old.  Here are 7 Things I Don’t Miss About Diapers or Potty Training.

1.  Poop Everywhere.  As a woman, I base about 95% of my self-esteem on the fact that I don’t have shit anywhere on my clothing when I leave the house.  That is a bit shaky when you are in the throes of potty training.  Once, my daughter whipped off her diaper and I could not find the evidence.  It took me a good deal of time to find it…on the head of the baby doll sitting in the play high chair (Is that what they mean by shithead?…I still think this is funny regardless of what happened on Steve Harvey 😉  ).

2.  Throwing Diapers Out the Back Door Like a Hillbilly.  With the first one, you buy a contraption that contains the diaper and the smell, usually resulting in the most revolting sausage link poop smell ever.  I usually ended up throwing in a plastic grocery bag and tossing out the back door.   The neighbors and the environment hate me.

3.  Losing My Mind.  I am a relatively calm woman.  I was a complete lunatic when I potty trained.  I would feel pressure to know what I was doing because of my child development background.  I would always start the process so patient and fun, but would later sing a bluesy “The Thrill is Gone” after a much expected relapse.

4. The Game of Thrones.  I don’t know anything about this actual show expect that it trends on Twitter.  MY Game of Thrones is the one where you go back and forth between the potty chair and the toilet.  The pink froggy potty chair in the living room is probably just one MORE thing to repel house guests.

5. “Mom! She’s Naked!”.  My last child is a girl.  She has mixed blessing of having all older brothers.  Since she was my last one to potty train, she did best when she was half-dressed casually hanging around the house.  The boys tired of her chicken butt.

6. Trick or Treat.  All of the stupid little games that go along with convincing a person who’s only been on this world for 2-3 years that regulating your bodily fluids is ‘the cool thing to do’.  With my second son, I threw Fruit Loops in the toilet for target practice and he quickly freaked out, ‘Why the Hell was Mommy throwing his favorite cereal in the toilet?!’.  Stickers, charts, clapping, calling Elmo, turning on the faucet, ‘listening eagerly’ for pee, cold turkey/lots of laundry, chocolate (for Mommy), big kid undies (my daughter put 3 pairs on at a time), you name it.  I love the mom who told me she just started doing it with the whole, “Hey, it’s no biggee…it’s just what we do” approach with glowing results.

7. Cha-ching.  Diapers cost money.  I’ve thought about how many butts we’ve covered with our four and love the mathematical equation we come up with a family member who’s pregnant with her 10th.  Diapers are pricey enough, but then tack on wipes, powders, diaper rash creams…cha-ching….never mind the ‘Oh we’re one step closer’ pull-ups.  Confession: I do miss baby wipes…they were so damn multi-purposeful.

The bottom line is ….potty training sucks.  The kid just has to be ready.  There’s no magic time table.  When it gets done, you move on to the next thing, and are tempted to forget this phase.  I will not forget.


If you liked this you might like ‘Potty Training Relapse’ http://wp.me/s2TaHD-16

Feel free to share your own potty training mishaps below….


3 thoughts on “7 Things I Don’t Miss About Diapers or Potty Training

  1. Man, I’m livin each of those. A week or two ago, my 3YO ‘Lil Man was commando “airing” his business. 7YO calls me upstairs to investigate an odor and pile of sorts. Homeboy had taken a full on dump in the middle of the play room floor! I was speeches. That topped peeing off the front porch ‘cuz he didn’t want to stop playing! Awesome post by the way. Hit it on the head!

    The Cheeky Daddy

    • The best was when I stared at the neatly swirled soft serve and asked him incredulously “who done it?” The boy had the gall to look at me with all the innocence in the world and claim, ” I don’t know!” I’m in trouble, aren’t I?

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