Potty-Training Diaries: Day 5 (Unexpected)

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The kids are happily sat drinking hot chocolate with marshmallows whilst watching The Hungry Caterpillar - a nice Friday treat, so I thought I'd take this quiet moment to update you on Day 5. 

Well yesterday I was feeling a bit sorry for myself... Utterly fed up of the whole process, I was completely convinced that that JJ wasn't ready, he was just not going to get it. In fact I was picturing him still in nappies in his 20s! I did decide to give him one more day to see if there was any progress at all. 

So this morning, I had a Friday group that I go to. There's a really lovely and welcoming group of mums who I've really enjoyed getting to know since moving up to Mirfield. JJ was a bit of terror last week (he seemed to have started another damned hitting/pushing phase), but they were all so kind about it. 
Anyway, I decided to attempt it again today, see if he would stop being such a douchbag (I think I've been round Big A too much... I don't know if I even knew that phrase before him!) 
JJ started off and within 5 mins he'd pushed someone! Waaaaaa!! But thankfully I didn't pack it in right away, and after that he got much better... 
I'm so glad I stayed. The group I was chatting to really really helped me feel much more sane and less of a failure with this whole potty training malarkey. I really appreciated hearing their own differing experiences/advice etc. 

When we got home, I took off his pull ups and pants combo (yes of course he had wet those whilst we were out, despite my attempts to the contrary), and after lunch I let him watch a Fireman Sam film whilst I filled out some paperwork to register at the local doctors (good grief they ask about everything!! Took me aaaages). Anyway, I sat him on the potty whilst watching it, and about 15 mins in, he suddenly yelped and clapped - he'd weed!! And he had registered the fact that he had done it!! Yaaaayyyyy!! 
He did the same again 30 mins or so later - I'd popped upstairs for something and he came running up the stairs shouting, "mummy mummy I weeeeeed!!"  - yaayyy!! 

What I was most chuffed about today though was that on two occasions after that,  I sat him on for 30 seconds or so before we needed to go out or whatever,  and he managed to squeeze out a very small piddle each time!!! This is such a big moment!! I think he's finally figuring out how wee comes out! I know this might seem like nothing, and I can't believe my life has become reduced to getting excited over a couple drops of piddle, but it was brilliant!! 

So... I'm not going to give up completely - I'm going to just try to keep going, but without putting so much pressure on him. And really really try not to get so cross when he goes elsewhere!  

Final count: 
Wees on the potty: 4 
Wees on the floor: 0 (yay!) 
Wees in pull ups: a few here and there 

Verdict: maybe I can see a light at the end of this tunnel... Hopefully it's not a train!