Warning: The following post WILL include profanity and negativity. Read at your own risk.
Same Shit Different Day has taken on a whole new meaning in this household. I have lost track of the number of times I've cleaned up Biruk's shit. It's either been in a cloth diaper, streaked all over the toilet seat and down the stairs as he's come looking for me or a trail of poop he's decided to scatter through the house. Today, was the latter of the three. I shut and locked my door for FIVE minutes as Conner read to me. Five minutes of peace and quiet so he could read without distraction from his younger brothers. My punishment; a HUGE turd outside of my bedroom door, followed by a pile around the corner. Landon has it all over his shirt while looking at me with his finger in mouth. Lovely. Just lovely. And all I kept thinking was "how the fuck do I handle this?". How in the world do I not harm this child who has just punished me with yet another pile of shit (literally). Tell me oh wise ones, how to I end this awful 9 months of potty training that I've yet to conquer? Conner was potty trained at 22 months old. Yet the nightmare will NOT end with Biruk. I'm at wits end.
In the past 2 weeks I've bragged to people how well Biruk has been and that I thought he was out of his "holyfuckingterrorfromhell" phase. So this morning he kindly reminded me it wasn't over by scooping cup fulls of Conner's morning pee out of the toilet all over the bathroom (they sleep upstairs with their own half bath). Then I later found him in the other bathroom with his cup and ready to rock and roll but thankfully I caught him in time. And trust me people I'm not sitting in my closet crying while this is happening (which would seem perfectly reasonable at this point). I'm a few feet away. I have kept bathroom doors shut but he now knows how to open them (guess I'll be investing in some baby proof things that cover door handles). But please share with me the bright side of all of this because I can no longer find any charm or positives from this nightmare of terrible twos, going on threes.... I feel like I can't get any more organized and clean, yet somehow he finds trouble. He never fails. And I fear my sanity and control that is about to be lost. One moment I feel I have it all figured out and then I'm rudely reminded that I will never have things under control. That there will always be a turd waiting for me around another corner and even more "shit" waiting to be cleaned up.
Time to dust off the carpet cleaner (again) and wander off to fantasy world (calgon take me away PLEASE)....
Eeeks. I have no advice as I just started potty training D on Wednesday. Two of my brothers weren't trained until they were around 4, which my mom said wasn't that unusual for boys. They're littlest brother actually trained before them, when he was 22 months. So maybe just stopping, putting him back in diapers, and waiting 3 or 6 months? Unless he's removing the diapers himself, in which case...yeah, I really have no ideas. Hugs.
ReplyDeleteAww suck...I have no words of wisdom Chand or great advise :( BUT you are an amazing wonderful awesome woman and you will get through this just like you do everything else...hang in there chickie!
ReplyDeletelove ya, niki
Sorry about your shitty day. 22 months? Wow. Guess I should start trying. I'm just really really not looking forward to the shitsmearing and other toilet training adventures you describe. Hope you got some calgon.
ReplyDeleteThat sucks! We have our own 3 yo boy issues around here and it's especially hard when you are also wondering if this behavior is adoption issues or normal defiance. Thinking of you! Good luck. No advice - just deep, deep breathsa bottle of wine? :)
ReplyDeleteOH NO!!! We had a child like this and we made them clean up all their own mess. They hated that. I can't imagine if it doesn't bug him. YUCK! OH man, hugs your way.
ReplyDeleteunlike Christina, I have to say, my boys were EASY to potty train. It was the girl that I struggled with.
I agree with a night out and some bottles of wine!!
Don't know if I can help either, but we just recently went through a poop all over stage with R. She had been trained for quite a few months anyway. This didn't happen until after she was 3. All of a sudden, she starting pooping all over and then playing in it. I went nuts.
ReplyDeleteCome to find out, she was nervous as a cat about our new son, J, coming home and she thought she was going to be sent elsewhere. How did that get into a 3 yr old's head? Don't know, but after we talked it through, it was all done. She's never done it since....
But...
she still will pee anywhere she pleases if she feels she needs to "punish" me. If I leave her at a sitters house that she doesn't know well, she'll be fine, but I'll pay for it for at least a week afterward by her peeing where ever. We are convinced that she is deathly afraid that she's going to get left my a mom again.
Anyway, I don't know that this can help you at all, but I feel your pain.
We deal with it yet too, kind of.
Hey girl..you had me rolling on the floor, even though I know it was not a funny thing for you to go through. No advice, execpt patience, patience, and more patience, and that counting to 10 crap never works. Good luck with your boys, they are so adorable. We need to get caught up on things really soon... miss ya.
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