'This is very encouraging', I thought. Then everything started to go wrong. She was just wetting all the time. And she pooped. (I lift my hat to all the mothers who have potty trained children, or used cloth diapers, I just have to say.) When I start getting a whiff, my stomach just drops. And I was just about to take her. I knew she went after lunch and I'm just waiting for the right moment, because I don't want to take her too soon, but if I miss it..........and I missed it. It wasn't too bad, thankfully. I thought to myself, 'I can do this.' We had a few more wets, I was putting plastic pants on her by then because we were getting down to the last couple pairs of pants. She pooped again. This time, oh...my. Thankfully the plastic pants were on. We had made a run to the library and she just reeked. When I came home, wow! You can guess where we went right after that.........Wal-mart..............for diapers.
The problem is that now she doesn't seem to want to go potty at all. I probably ruined it by doing so much all at once. She refuses to sit on the potty and of course wants to have a diaper on instead. I am kind of laying off for a couple days, but I am a touch worried that she is not going to be as cooperative now.