Day Five – no accidents!

>Have to make this a quickie as the Man and I have a hot date! Today was fantastic, I totally relaxed and decided not to put the pressure on the Boy by asking all the time so we just asked him to sit or cajoled him onto the potty every 1.5 – 2 hours and almost every time he produced a wee instantly. We went on a long bike ride after his morning wee and then stopped at a lovely beer garden for lunch where the Man took the Boy into the toilets (with the potty as he is a bit scared of the big toilet at the moment, one step at a time!) and he did another wee. I was so proud (as usual).

So here is his chart for the day (and he only asked for a chocolate reward once!). Thanks for reading!

Day Four

>Day Four started really well with me and the Man asking the Boy if he needed the potty and despite saying no (as always) he decided to sit on it and did a wee, all by himself!!! Cue two very excited parents. Unfortunately that was about it in self control for the rest of the day and from then on he was insistent that he didn’t need the potty despite proving himself wrong a few minutes later. For the rest of the day, judging by how much he drank and when he last did a wee we popped him on the potty and almost instantly on each occasion he produced. Its interesting because he can make himself wee or poo when we put him on the potty but he doesn’t ever say he needs to go.

I don’t think we should be giving up yet as he is doing so well at actually using the potty but I don’t know how long until he’ll tell us he wants to go? If anyone has any experience of this I would be very interested.

Day Three – a tough start

>Yesterday ended with the Boy in fear of the potty and not wanting to even get near it. As I have explained I only have a week off work to crack this, I think he is ready and have a terrible stubborn streak so for all those reasons I just don’t want to stop now. So, the morning was potty-loving time. First thing when we got up I gave him some fab 3D style Toy Story stickers and we decorated his potty with a few and I explained the rest could be stuck on when he had done a successful wee/poo on it. Well it didn’t work and all morning despite drinking milk and water he kept saying he didn’t want a wee, he was officially on production strike. At 1pm I caught him letting a little wee loose on the carpet so my fears were correct, he just didn’t like the potty anymore. So, what does a parent do when they can’t get their own way through pleading, begging or cajoling? Bribery of course! And he just so happened to have some of his easter egg left. Cue a breakthrough with the potty and after lunch when he sat on it again we got our first successful wee of the day!

Gina reckons that on Day Three you shouldn’t be sitting them on the potty but asking them if they need it. Thats all well and good for conforming toddlers but the Boy just keeps saying he doesn’t need to go, however the two times I sat him on the potty this afternoon he produced fairly quickly, so I am going to keep on this path until I see that he is a bit more aware.

What do you think? Any other tips?

Day Two – a day of two halves

>This morning started with lots of promise, two accidents yesterday and I was confident we could crack on today with even more success. And that’s how it started out. I put him on the potty less but by lunchtime we’d had 3 successful visits and no accidents. They were all when I sat him on the potty, not quite as impressive as Pixie (SuperAmazingMum’s little girl) who marched up our stairs and tried to sit on the toilet without telling anyone and did about 5 wees in the space of 3 hours, but I was proud.

Then what happened, well I’m not quite sure as I had to do a conference call and left the Man in charge. I don’t want to be throwing any blame about but of course in my head I am wondering “what if” – two accidents in the space of an hour. To make things even more challenging, since then he really doesn’t want to sit on the potty. He has been cajoled onto it with made up stories and some TV but nothing has been produced and he keeps saying “don’t like potty”. So I am at a bit of a loss, I heaped praise on him before bed for his marvellous day (because overall it was) and told him that tomorrow we would wear pants again, but I am a bit worried as to how to deal with this. There is no going back but if anyone has any tips to conquer this potty fear, I would be very grateful.

Day One

>Gina Ford instructions (simplified!)- sit them on the potty every 15 minutes for 5-10 minutes, if they regularly go then lengthen these gaps.

The Boy woke bright and far too early this morning at 6.30am. Usually if I have a day off and the Boy wakes at such an ungodly hour, I feel 7 is far more sociable, then the Man will get him up and keep him occupied until he’s ready to go to work but in all the potty training excitement I rushed downstairs to ensure the Man didn’t put a nappy on him!

We did have a slight moment where he said “I want a nappy” but thanks to the Man suggesting I sing the Potty Song (because the Boy loves singing) he was soon happy to sit down on it while I frantically searched my brains for some words to fit the occasion. The best I could come up with was

“you’re sitting on the potty
because you’re a big boy now
do your wees and poos on the potty
and we will all say wow”

So, first pant choice of the day – Toy Story. Here is our potty training chart, not a bad day I reckon. And to be fair to the Boy the two accidents were due to me not paying full attention to him at that moment in time. He spent a lot of the day sat on the potty drawing, reading, watching TV, singing, even dancing on the potty but the biggest achievement was his 4.10pm visit where he wasn’t sitting on the potty and he quickly went over to it – choosing to sit on the potty to do something is 2 stars, if I tell him to and he produces, that’s 1 star.

>I’m so excited and I just can’t hide it

>I would like to continue the words to the Crunchie advert here but I have completely gone off chocolate since finding out I am PREGNANT. Yay yay yay. If you remember one of my first blog posts was about having a miscarriage on Christmas Day 2010 so you can imagine how over the moon I was this morning at our 12 week scan to see a beautiful, if slightly alien looking, baby with a really real live heartbeat.

I am due on the 4th of November as I know when I conceived (I was charting, which is a whole other post) but the hospital keep dating me at the 2nd because of my period dates, which is quite funny as that is the day DS was due 3 years ago. The Man is already taking about “birthday party economies of scale”. My nuchal scan risk is 1 in 8092, not quite as low as the Boy’s (1 in 24,515) but I still wouldn’t bet on that horse!

I already have quite a bump thanks to the Boy who all but ruined my stomach muscles but more than makes up for it in cuddles and kisses. The Boy is quite excited about Poppy, so named because it was the size of a poppy seed when I found out I was pregnant (the Boy was called Peanut), and tells us he wants a brother called Sister or a sister called Brother. I am not entirely sure he gets the concept as he told me the other day that he has a Poppy in his belly button. I assured him that his was merely from eating so much ice cream!

So now my blog becomes a parenting and a pregnancy one. I am very excited to be able to use this medium to keep updated on my pregnancy. Coming up next, Bump Watch!

>Things are hotting up

>I am so happy the weather is getting warmer, stashing my wonderfully warm jacket in the cellar is something I look forward to every year and in exchange bringing up flip flops and short skirts. I would love to be a good gardener but I have this annoying habit of killing every plant I have ever owned, something to do with needing watering. I think my problem is I just love the garden but my main love is sun-worshipping. We have a huge Elephant bean bag in the garden which I can lie on without getting my feet tickled by the grass, in fact it is so comfy I had a nap on it yesterday! So here is what I love about Summer in England:

  • BBQs – ribs, burgers, corn on the cob, what more can I say
  • The smell of freshly cut grass
  • Making daisy chains
  • Waking up to sunshine (and if I’m really tired, going to sleep in it too)
  • Short skirts, flip flops and vest tops
  • Ice creams – especially Calippos and 99’s
  • Letting fresh air into the house
  • Paddling pools
  • Letting the Boy run around in the most adorable reusable nappies

So what do you love about the Summer?

>Don’t you tell me what to do…

>…is the Boys current favourite phrase. I have no idea who he learnt it from, who still has slightly toddler-ish tendencies with a penchant for tantrums, feet stamping and childish comments. Definitely not me. It was not me. No it wasn’t.

I love it when he says this, with a cheeky smile and a knowing look that he is saying something a little bit naughty. I advised him that I could, of course, tell him what to do and in fact it is my given right as his mother but unfortunately he does not have to listen. I am wondering whether I should have missed out the last part, I have a feeling it will come back to bite me in the bum.

I am very blessed (or clever as I like to think of it) to have made a Boy who is so lovely and so very good. He is very rarely naughty, unless he is tired. He doesn’t get into cupboards, pull wires, climb on tables or run off. He never tantrums in public and is always perfectly behaved when around other people. I honestly have no idea how he is so good, its definitely a nature thing. Which is why I actually love our little fights and his attempts at asserting his power. They always happen in the house (when he is tired!) and he is so so stubborn. I am concerned that he might become a product of me and the Man which would make the stubbornness person in the world but I would be quite proud of this. I want him to have balls! I am quite a wimpy person and a bit of a scaredy-cat, both emotionally and physically. It has taken me 29 years to have the courage to teach myself how to do a seat drop on the trampoline! The Man is the opposite and I really want the Boy to take this from him, although without the need to drive down country lanes at 16 without headlights “just for fun”.

So for now I am embracing his defiant tendencies, maybe because they are so few and far between and not very forcefully attempted, but I am sure I will regret that one day!

>Silent Sunday


Silent Sunday

>Tommee Tippee Digital Monitor review and competition

>A couple of months ago I was invited to the product launch of the Tommee Tippee Closer to Nature sterliants range. It was my very first blogging event and I really wasn’t sure what to expect. As it was the Boy and I had a lovely afternoon at the Maggie and Rose kids club in Kensington and I was really impressed at the product range. Unlike a lot of other sterilising products it it designed for babies and children and what impressed me most is that it doesn’t have that burn your nostrils alcohol smell.

Tommee Tippee very kindly gave me a DECT Digital Monitor with Movement Sensor Pad (“DECT”) to review. I didn’t buy a monitor before the Boy was born, we live in a small, old house so the walls are thin and you can hear almost everything. Except of course you can’t hear the paranoia in your own head or rather you can, all too loud. The Man and I used to sit there in the evenings ears cocked to the side saying to each other “did you hear something”? After a very annoying week of this we decided to buy a monitor, this was a good move as our sanity, along with the volume on the TV, was restored.

We haven’t used a monitor for a while as the Boy is now very loud and isn’t shy about letting you know he wants something but I was quite pleased to have one again (the old one is at my mums as she has a big, monitor necessary house). The DECT is an all singing all dancing monitor which really gives you great peace of mind in a number of areas.

The sound is crystal clear and worked all the way to our garden which will be great on these lovely BBQ evenings. The temperature display, which prior to the Boy being born I probably would have viewed as an unnecessary feature but soon came to realise that paranoia linked to your precious baby is all reaching, is very handy and clearly displayed. A beep goes off if the temp drops too low, or if you are out of range of the monitor. The movement sensor pad, which triggers an alarm if the baby doesn’t move for 20 seconds, is probably best for newborn babies and will give that added peace of mind. My favourite bit of the monitor is the two way  feature which allowed me to talk to the Boy from the comfort of the couch, bed, kitchen (delete as appropriate) and give reassuring messages like “go to sleep now” and “its still bedtime”. There is a night light on the monitor although the Boy doesn’t use one and its not quite bright enough to help with nappy changes.

Although this is a top priced monitor at £99.99 it has many features which make it worth the investment, especially the thermometer, movement sensor pad and night light which would save you from buying these things all individually. The energy saved in running up and down stairs and the peace of mind that you can hear what’s happening is worth every penny!


The lovely people at Tommee Tippee have also given me some fabulous weaning goodies to giveaway to one fabulous and lucky reader. To enter please do one or all of the following, each item which will give one entry:

  1. Follow my blog
  2. Follow @tommeetippee_uk and @choc0range on Twitter
  3. “Like” Tommee Tippee on Facebook

Then please leave a comment below telling me what you’ve done.

Thanks for reading!

Competition ends 30 April 2011
UK only