I don't know why this is, but Friday afternoons seem to be our days for discovering sickness. After Sammy's nap yesterday, things were amiss. He had a red, swollen, goopy left eye and a croupy cough. In standard Friday evening fashion, I packed up some snacks and water and my beautiful boys and headed to the clinic.
Sammy has pink eye and his stridor/cough was enough of a concern that the doctor gave him a steroids shot. This morning he woke up so pathetic and sick, my poor, sweet little Sammy! He kept running to the opposite side of the room from me and crouching in the corner and whimpering. :( Poor guy. Putting the eye drops into his little crying eye four times today was quite the ordeal! He seemed to be feeling slightly better tonight, so I'm hoping for a good night of sleep for him.
The potty, oh, the potty....
"We" have spent a lot of hours in the bathroom for the past few days. I feel like there is a newborn in our house who is doing sleep training! It is heart-wrenching and completely maddening!
Elijah FULLY comprehends his potty chart and the concept of all potty responsibilities. He explains it to me in super crazy detail and I find him staring at his new chart for long periods of time. He gets it. Totally gets it. He knows that pooping in his pants equals strife. He knows that pooping in the toilet equals fun, happy things.
I am determined to take care of this, and I will be strict mama until it happens. Like my boy, I have a strong will, and I will not back down!
There was slow but evident progress today. I won't get into the details, but slight progress was made. I will take any amount of progress at this point.
I have had a few people let me know that they think I am being too strict with this potty stuff, and I want to say that I disagree. I feel like Elijah is lucky to have parents who will take this stand with him. It is in his best interest. Dan and I are his parents and we know him better than anyone else!
And that is that for our day. Here's to a good tomorrow!