After I finish feeding Kiara, Rafael gets out of bed and stands by my side of the bed. All the sudden, I hear water pouring. At first I thought it was his water cup, which he tends to like to pour out on the floor. But no, oh Lord, no. It was pee.
He had somehow, after waking up, pulled his penis out of his diaper, and decided to just let loose.
I start screaming and go to get a towel. He had peed all over the floor, his diaper, and his pajamas. So, naturally, I start to take everything off of him. I dry up the floor pee and go run into the kids' room to get a new diaper.
"Audri, he's peeing again!" my husband, Josh, calls from our room. I race over and see that he did indeed pee on our carpet, but just a little bit. So I grab a towel and put it on that spot. Well, that was an amateur mistake, because not even half a minute later, does he pee AGAIN, by the door.
At this point I'm hysterical, so I grab him and a little bit of pee is spraying out as I'm holding on the way to the bathroom. Of course, as soon as I sit him down on the potty, he doesn't need to go anymore.
So I make sure I put a new diaper on him, then clean up the rest of his pee before Josh and Kiara slip on it.
At that point, I decided, today was the day. I was going to finally teach Rafael how to go in the potty. I had everything ready--his Mickey Mouse undies, his ducky potty that talks, raisins for him to go poop, lots of water and milk for him to drink.
I'm feeling very optimistic, motivated, and determined. We're downstairs, everyone has already had breakfast.
Then comes Kiara. Constantly wanting my attention. I'm feeling a little conflicted, considering I want to give them both my attention. It's a good thing Josh is off work today too.
"Rafael, you wanna go potty?"
"Potty!? Yeah, Potty!" He runs to the bathroom, sits for a minute and says, "All done!" He didn't go.
10 minutes later, and all the sudden, "Go potty!?" I see Rafael running to the bathroom. I think Finally, he's getting it!
But no, there is in fact a puddle on the floor where he previously stood. He had already gone pee. And of course, there's Kiara about to step in the puddle.
I dive to protect her, but end up getting my elbow in the pee.
Josh laughs. "Go help your son in the bathroom," I say, annoyed.
Two minutes later, Rafael comes running out of the bathroom with a new Mickey Mouse pair of underwear. "Mickey Mouse!" he says while jumping on the mini trampoline.
Okay, one little mishap. That's bound to happen.
One Hour Later
3 accidents in and I am tapped out.
"He's just not ready, Audri," Josh says, changing Rafael's underwear again.
"Well accidents are normal," I reply, trying to clean up yet another puddle.
"He obviously doesn't understand that he has to go to the toilet BEFORE he pees."
"Oh, alright, fine then," I say. I put a diaper on Rafael. There's always next time.
I end this rant to say,
I feel mad (mostly at Josh), discouraged, and defeated. But at least I will always remember to check that Rafael's penis is in his diaper before he gets out of bed.
Until next time.
-Audriana
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