Gone Potty – Adventures In Toilet Training

It’s been a bit quiet here on the bloggidy these past few days, and my explanation takes the form of two words ‘Toilet Training’.


Adventures in Potty Training
Who knew that poo and wee could take up so many hours of the day? (Well, theoretically I should have known seeing as Syd is my third child, but my memory had clearly suppressed the experience!)

I have had the equipment in place for a couple of months, but was waiting for the stars to align and provide the perfect combination of warm weather and a hint of interest from the small chap.

Warm weather is important so I can leave him naked all day at home and save on washing. The interest is important because it is a hard enough job with a child who is ready, let alone one who isn’t.

And the third part of our perfect potty training storm moment was the purchase of an expensive (well, £16, but that is a lot of biscuits) toilet seat. It is the king of toilet seats. The one purchased from the 99p shop was spurned for being too cold. It’s replacement comes complete with a softly padded, wipe clean, built-in cushion to protect his lordships sensitive buttocks from the cold hard plastic so disdained in its predecessor.

And he loves it, a bit too much, he has to visit it approximately every 5 minutes, which frankly leaves little time for eating, let alone blogging. He has quickly cottoned on to the fact that Mummy has to stop whatever she is doing when he utters the words ‘I need the toilet.’ And is rewarded with my full attention while we while away the poo waiting hours singing in the bathroom, which it turns out has great acoustics. We are even harmonising on the alphabet song now and I am half expecting Jack White to turn up and record us for use on some peculiar album he is working on.

When he isn’t on the toilet, he is weeing on the carpet. Without being all TMI about it, it seems poo has a greater warning system. Wee is still a surprise to him about half the time and he stands puzzled as it drips down his legs dampening his socks and whatever fabric surface he is stood on.

He is also much enamoured with his new step for reaching the sink. When the ‘sitting’ is over, the hand washing begins. I always get the soap wrong apparently, requiring a second attempt. Then the whole hand washing experience is so much fun it has to be repeated in the other bathroom. It is a process that in itself can take a good 15 minutes, by which point he thinks he might need the toilet again, and so it starts again.

We spend our days looping round in a big cycle of the lengthy toilety process. We did make it out of the house yesterday, in a nappy, I am not feeling that brave yet. We visited our local play café to meet up with his best friend, and my mate, her Mum. She is potty training too (his best mate, not mine, in case you were wondering!). This led to some competitive toilet visiting and a small incident on the floor, but we did have success at using the toilet in public for the first time, which means I guess my next step is braving leaving the building without nappies.

I think I might try training pants at first, to save me carrying around some poo coated clothes in my bag for the rest of the day while we are still getting there. I must update my list of all toilets available for public use in town too – never hurts to know to the second which loo is closest when your toddler utters the command!

My biggest lesson learnt so far applies only if you have a boy – make sure they point their willy down. *bleaches eye balls to remove the horizontal wee*. Can’t believe I had even forgotten that bit from last time around!

Anyway, as I said at the outset, all this fun isn’t leaving much time for blogging, I did try to sneak the iPad into the bathroom with me, but he caught me and then insisted on putting the Alphabet song on YouTube instead. So if you need me, I will be in the bathroom, just follow the sound of singing….

Love Miss Cisco XXX



  1. June 17, 2014 / 9:40 am

    Hahaa oh sending you good wee aim vibes. The horizontal wee had me chuckling a lot. Z is supposedly toilet trained now but there are times he’ll still wee in his pants. Then looks shocked. Argh!
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  2. June 17, 2014 / 10:07 am

    There aren’t many aspects of parenting that are not going to look better through rise tinted glasses in years to come. But potty training. Aarrggh. Good luck with it. Our stars still haven’t aligned. That’s my excuse anyway!
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  3. June 17, 2014 / 10:17 am

    I think I bought about five potties before I found one that my second child’s bottom approved of. Exhausted before I even got to the training bit! You have my sympathies.
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  4. June 17, 2014 / 10:27 am

    LOL I forgot the ‘pointing it down’ bit too. But, to be fair, it was my first time and NOONE WARNED ME. *Glares at husband.* The boy has too discovered the power of “mummy, I need a wee” when my attention is required. Good luck with it all.
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  5. June 17, 2014 / 11:22 am

    I remember those days so well… Thankfully like you I chose to pottytrain my son in the middle of summer, which made it far less stressful – and he spent most of the day outside! 😀
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  6. June 17, 2014 / 1:45 pm

    Oh how I’m glad those days are over!

    My thighs never recovered from the endless running up and down stairs to the bathroom. I seriously pondered which room we could convert into a downstairs loo.
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  7. June 17, 2014 / 2:26 pm

    Good luck! It sounds soul-destroying. I think I got off pretty lightly with potty training – my genius pair didn’t need any training at all. The eldest took a bit more work, but even he wasn’t too bad.
    Hope it all sorts itself soon. And if it doesn’t, sod it! You’ve got a couple of days off! Bring it on.
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  8. June 17, 2014 / 6:56 pm

    I tried 3 different methods with my 3.My son knew every shop that had a loo in and he made sure we visited everyone when we were in town.My eldest daughter I carried a potty around with me.She knew every drain to and from nursery.With my third I used elimination communication and she was dry before she was 2 during the day, dry at night before her older sister who was wetting the bed twice a night, 4 times a week.All you need is a little patience.Had to throw in a song reference there 😉
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  9. June 18, 2014 / 12:26 am

    Oh hahahaha! It’s not very long at all since we were going through all this ourselves and you’ve just reminded me how BRILLIANT it is to be on the other side of it!
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  10. June 18, 2014 / 10:00 am

    A tip for getting boys to point their willy down and in the loo?
    Put a rice krispie in the loo and get them to aim for it


  11. June 18, 2014 / 6:05 pm

    Potty training is such an adventure! We really took out time with Little A and were very laid back about it, and worked with her intuitively when it was time to give up nappies during the day.. although going out was nerve wracking. She didn’t come out of nappies at night until a long while after that! X

  12. June 22, 2014 / 9:26 am

    Oh my I remember too well how the more expensive toilet seat was a bigger hit, and yes it is a part of control for attention isn’t it- hadn’t thought of it like that. Good luck with it all.
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  13. June 30, 2014 / 9:27 am

    Our children are obviously in tune, first tantrums and now toilet training. Not that we’ve started, we’re not ready for that. However he has started an obsession with pants and often asked to wear his sister’s. We’ve allowed him to wear pants a few times around the house and sometimes he has got it and used the potty and other times we’ve had that look of shock. Maybe we should have persevered after the initial success but I’m afraid we thought our summer holiday would be easier if he was still in nappies. We’ve had the hand washing thing for months, any reason to wash his hands and he is in there, I suppose I shouldn’t complain, but I hope it doesn’t become compulsive.
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