My first week after school is dedicated to training Rylan to use the potty. I swear, if anybody comments and tells me that M&Ms or marshmallows as a reward helped train THEIR little toddler, I will probably scream. I am not bribing my kid to do what normal humans do: excrete in socially designated locations. In our case, that is the toilet/potty/convenient cup.
I am following the guidance of oh crap. potty training and have thus far discovered that Rylan knows he needs to pee several minutes before he actually does, but can't seem to relax enough to do it on the potty. I also have a good idea of what his "seconds-before-peeing-look" looks like, which is helpful.
On the long list of regrets I try not to think too hard about: I wanted to potty train Rylan earlier this year before Emaline was born, but let my mom talk me out of it with fears of "regression" once the baby was born. I wish I had just done it then when I could give him my full, undivided attention. It also would have been in that prime 20-30 month window, instead of now, when he gleefully replies, "no, nothing!" to everything I ask. Ah, to have known then what I know now.
I am open to advice on this matter, but not if it calls for bribery. Just to set that straight.
Also, if anybody looks back at my early pre-actually having a child posts, they might know that I am currently eating my words. I wish I'd carried through with EC, but I chose to return to school instead. Bygones will be bygones.