Potty training is...
A job no mother desires
Potty training is...
A technique you cannot simply inspire
Potty training is...
A necessity despite the strain
Potty training is...
No fun, icky and a pain
AND YET...
Potty training is...
Teaching a truly independent act
Potty training is...
A "they're-getting-older" fact
Potty training is...
A grossly-liberating skill to teach
Potty training is...
The first step in preventing kids becoming a leech!
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Been missing you so much! Hope it is going well. Praying for this training opportunity. We moms learn as much as the kids do, as we try to be patient accident after accident after accident after accident. You know what, though? All of mine are poddy training. I promise. It WILL happen!!!!!
ReplyDeleteI just happened upon your blog by accident and saw your poem and it reminded me of a poem I wrote when my kids were younger. I'll share it, if that's okay (it's "clean," or at least as clean as a poem dealing with potty issues can be)...
ReplyDeleteOn Poop...
It is amazing to me the
difference between what belongs to me
and mine and not.
As someone who works with children -
children who sometimes poop -
and as someone who is a daddy to children -
children who sometimes poop -
I can tell you with some authority that the
yuck-factor of the feel and smell of
warm brown poop needing to be cleaned
from underwear and over there
is directly related to the love you have for
the child.
I have cleaned and breathed the aroma of my
children's aforementioned unmentionables
with a certain amount of fun and laughter and
slightly grossed out joy and
it was, if not desired, at least okay.
I have also cleaned and gagged upon the
aroma of some other children's
bottom line and it was never
okay.
That tells me that the degree of the
awfulness of the smell
of the poop
is in inverse proportion to the degree of
love for the child,
and it seems to me that my effectiveness with
and impact upon
the children I work with
(as well as my own)
depends largely on how well I can
love them.
That having been said, let me issue
a disclaimer:
Vomit is never okay.