Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Potty Training on Mount Carmel

In 1 Kings 18:16-39, we find the story of Elijah defeating Baal on Mount Carmel.  It's a pretty long and amazing story of the power of God, ending in verses 38-39, "Then the fire of the Lord fell and burned up the sacrifice, the wood, the stones and the soil, and also licked up the water in the trench. When all the people saw this, they fell prostrate and cried, 'The Lord-he is God!  The Lord-he is God!'"

That was last night, after I gave the boys a bath.  I was dressing N in his pj's and nighttime diaper and M was running around like a naked shivering little cowboy when he cried, "I need to poo-poo in the potty!" something I'd heard a dozen times already that day.  (Not a surprise, though, since I'd been feeding them bowel movement inducing foods due to no BM's in days)

"Okay, go ahead, I'll be right there to check on you,"  N was almost dressed and I was heaving my giant pregnant self up off the floor when he came running back,

"I did it!"  he cried.  Mmm, hmmm, I'll see it when I believe it,  I thought.

Lo and behold!  A miracle!  There it was, big and brown as it could be, right in the bottom of the little white potty!  Praise the Lord!  The Lord-he is God!

"Good job!  Way to go!"  The three of us danced, sang, clapped, dumped, flushed, and Clorox wiped when he asked, "I go poo-poo in the potty again?"  Thinking this was his clever way of getting not two M&M's but four, but not wanting to crush his victory, I told him he could try.  I stepped out to retrieve his pj's and nighttime diaper and when I returned,

ANOTHER MIRACLE!  The Lord- he is god!  It was as big as the first!

"Wow, that's amazing!  Way to go!  Good job!"  The three of us celebrated again, danced, sang, clapped, dumped flushed and wiped the potty again, when I heard, "I go poo-poo in the potty again?"  What was I supposed to say?  He hadn't pooped in three days - maybe there really was more?

Of course, two huge poos had cleaned him out, but it took another 10 minutes of trying to convince him it was over, then we washed hands and I delivered the 2 M&M's he'd earned.  We called the grandmas to celebrate, I texted Hubs in JFK and they went to bed quite late due to excessive celebration.

I felt like a million bucks.  N and Hubs were recovered from their weekend illnesses and now M was pooping in the potty.

Then today. Read 1 Kings 19: 3, immediately after Elijah defeats Baal, he is threatened by Jezebel.  "Elijah was afraid and ran for his life.  When he came to Beersheba in Judah, he left his servant there," (but if I had a servant here today I might not quite feel this bad) "while he himself went a day's journey into the desert.  He came to a broom tree, sat down under it, and prayed that he might die." 

Okay, I think Elijah is a tad dramatic because I'm not praying for death, but seriously?

The two of them have had so many accidents this morning I've lost count.  It's only 1:30 in the afternoon.  We've reverted to diapers again, I've emptied the Diaper Champs, and I'm back to potty training day 3. 

I kind of want to run away.  Not die, but a vacation on a nice warm beach under a palm -or broom - tree would be okay, too.

But I can't.  And I won't.  I'll just buck up and put the underpants back on.  Hopefully that will do the trick and we'll be back on track. 

Back to square one

1 comment:

Meika said...

Kim, I'll admit it - I'm a little potty-obsessed. I never got over it. :) I comment obnoxiously and at length on every potty-traiing post and comment I come across. And I've read more books on the subject than I'd care to admit. A master's in potty training? Yes, please. (And probably more marketable than my theology degree! Potty-training consultant? Hmmm...)

Anyway, you're doing a great job, and your kids are doing a great job. The kids who do it in three days are usually three and a half and sometimes four. I know, there are exceptions, but it's really, really normal for it to take a long time to click and not an indication that you should quit and try again later. You are doing a fantastic job and BOTH of the boys are really making remarkable progress. I'm very impressed with your fortitude. :) And even though N is taking the slow road, he'll get there, too. I can't wait to hear about it. The Lord - he is God!