Forgive me...

I write this because I am a mother to a child who loves to poop in her pants. Back when I was a mother to two small girls I saw another mother give her small son, about 3 years old, a brow beating that broke my heart. I wanted to go up to her and tell her to lay off the poor boy. This was before my girls were starting to potty train. At the time I was only starting to read books on the subject. All the specialist said not to be harsh and punishing.

Well I am no longer a judgemental mother. At least, I'm working at not being judgemental. For I have learned the frustration of an anger pooper. Talk about passive aggressive behavior. MI drives me crazy. As of May 25 MI has started pooping and wetting her pants again. We aren't sure why. MI didn't have preschool that week so we think perhaps it was that break in schedule caused it. My mom agrees that this might be the case. MI's thinking, "Preschool is over. Therefore, I don't need to use the potty." Mommy's thinking, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!! Why the hell won't you use the toilet!????????!!!!!!"

Last night MI got to stay with me while I worked some more. At one point she came over to me and I saw this look on her face. I asked her what's wrong while I ran my hand down her back to her rump. When my hand landed on the rump area it was just beginning to get wet. I looked at her and said, "MI, you need to tell me when you need to go potty. We could have ridden the 'alligator' to the upstairs bathroom." Suddenly, the flow stopped, and MI was out the door. I followed as quickly as possible. We rode the alligator up to the second floor, and she finished her peeing session. Tell me that kid can't control it, and I'll tell you about a bridge I would like to sale you.

What I just wanted to say with this blog is please forgive me. If I've ever shot you a dirty look for yelling and scolding your child about not using the potty please forgive me.

PS: alligator is how MI says elevator.