Before I start my rant about my mornings this week...I'd like to make it clear to whoever is reading this that I love my son more than life itself...But, I can't wait for this phase to be OVER...I really don't remember the circumstances of my frustration Monday morning...but in my defense, I wasn't feeling well...Yesterday morning I got Brodie up after I finished getting ready for work...This is typically how our school/work mornings go...I like to be dressed and everything before I get him out of bed...9 times out of 10 we are running late...Brodie is a sleeper...So am I...He could sleep for 12 hours, wake up and just hang out in his bed and be content....So, what's the problem right??...The problem is that he's so
Yesterday, the feul for the fire was the potty...Yes, my son is 3 and is not completely potty trained...He normally does a great job with the whole potty thing...he loves putting stickers on the chart...and having Mom clap and sing ridiculous songs...Oh, but not yesterday...When I got him out of bed, I noticed he was still dry....YAY!!!...(Maybe I should have made a bigger deal about that with him...hmmmm)...Anyway, my mind says...he's definitely gotta pee...
So I say...
Me Come on Buddy, let go sit on the potty
Him NOOOOOO POTTTYYYY
Him No Potty! No Potty! Nooooo Potttyyyy!!
Me Don't you need to pee pee??
Him NO Pee Pee!!
Me Brodie, I know you need to pee pee...If you don't sit on the potty, you'll end up pee peeing in your pants, and you'll be all wet..Let's just go try...Real Quick!
Him NO Potty!!
Now, not only is his refusual to use the potty frustrating me...But, throughout the ENTIRE course of the morning, he's whining...There are no letters to describe that most annoying sound...Now, normally, when he tells me he doesn't need to potty...I do listen...But, I just KNEW he had to!!...I'm so afraid of making the potty a bad experience...because I just envision my 16 year old son in his Pull-Up...I knew for sure once he settled down he would wet himself...Just a side note here...Not only is Brodie
My husband & I talked about the incident last night...I told him I take responsibility for the most part...Don't get me wrong...He shouldn't act like that...Ever...Again....But I think the whole problem is because I get him out of bed and immediately am trying to get him dressed and out the door...I told my husband last night, I have to start getting up earlier and I'm gonna have to get him up earlier, so if he wants to sit down and drink some juice he can...So, I set my alarm clock for 6am...We're going to have a nice smooth morning...Right?
WRONG....Well, let me start by saying I did not get out of bed at 6am...Bad Momma...Which means, as usual, I'm rushing him along and he is fighting me tooth and nail...By the way...his meltdown started so immediately this morning...I didn't even attempt the potty...Instead of the No Potty screaming...this morning it was No Get Dressed! No Shoes On! No School! No Pictures! (He had Spring Pictures Today) Unlike yesterday, we were on better terms before we left the house...I really don't mind having a
PS....I WILL be OUT OF BED at 6am tomorrow!
PPS..I need to get my eyebrows waxed....