The main thing that's happened during the summer is potty training.
A lot of parents say that potty training was the hardest step in bringing up their child. For me it had been the introduction of solid food up until then. I loathed making the little meals prepared in bulk, all mashed up together and packaged into small plastic boxes and frozen, to try and then see if Logan would like them. Then doing the same again but not all mashed up so he would learn the different tastes and textures. How many Sunday nap-times spent in the kitchen doing my most hated part of housework, COOKING, so that my son wouldn't eat out of a ready-made food jar. I would do it all over again in any case, but I couldn't wait for him to be 2 years old and able to eat the same as us.
The big trend at the moment is potty-training in a week. Well that's all well if you can take a whole week off work to do just that. But I really didn't want to waste a full week out of my 3 precious weeks of summer holidays stuck in the house when I could be over in France or having a nice holidays in the North of Scotland. We were extremely lucky with the weather this summer in Scotland, which allowed for lots of week-end afternoons with no nappy trying to get to the potty quick enough. That period wasn't very successful.
France turned out to be the best step forward. 9 days, including 6 days on the beach where no nappies are required. I think he really enjoyed not having the bulky hot thing around his groin in temperatures well over the 30s. We had 2 flats (there were 6-7 of us) and Logan had very few accidents. The most memorable and funny accident was the evening before we left, when we'd scrubbed both flats so that they would be handed back spotless. Logan needed the toilet but his cousin was using that flat's toilet. I'd already taken off Logan's pants, but we needed to walk round to the other flat and unfortunately we weren't quite quick enough. I had however not really noticed. He'd started doing his business in the kitchenette, I had stepped on it and carried it through to the bathroom, and smeared it on the mat!! Disgusting. But pretty funny given the circumstances.
Back home, Logan really struggled to get back into the routine of going to nursery 4 days a week. Cries cries cries every time his Dad dropped him off for the first 2-3 weeks. Because he was upset, he wasn't very good at the potty thing. I had to put 4 pairs of pants and 3 pairs of trousers in his nursery bag, and sometimes he would come home having used all of these, plus a pair of nursery's trousers and pants, wearing yet another pair! It was like he'd never even tried those days.
And now the past 2 weeks, no accident whatsoever. He wears a nappy when he sleeps, and it's been dry every time he's woken up. He wakes up during the night and calls out if he needs the toilet. I am starting to wonder whether he is ready to sleep without a nappy at all. I bet you the first time I try he'll wet his bed!
Yes I have been frustrated at times when 3 times within an hour I've had to change his pants and wash them. Yes he has had a Number 2 accident in the lounge and Number 1 in several parts of the house. Yes sometimes I have ran out of pants and trousers, and I still wonder how I bought 5 packs of 5 pants and yet I can only seem to find 15. Where have those 10 disappeared to?
But I have to say I have found it easier than the solid foods. I don't know if it can be done within a week. It has taken us 2 months and I'm pretty pleased with that. Logan doesn't need nappies anymore and that's just wonderful!
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