Kimchi Mamas

Wetting the bed

I wish going potty in the toilet was an instinct that babies were born with... you know, like sucking? And that thing they do when they feel like they're falling? Or the knee jerking?

So yeah, we're trying to potty train the almost 3 year old and it's not going so well. I think he's hella confused cuz he wears big boy underwear at preschool but when he gets home, his parents are too lazy so they put a diaper on him.

I thought I'd take this opportunity to embarrass myself by sharing am embarrassing story about myself. 

Once, when I was in second grade, I was walking home from school (in Korea) and I had to go pee, but I wasn't home yet. I tried to hold it but I couldn't... so I wet my pants. At the time, I was living with my jak eun umma (=small mom = little aunt = my dad's younger brother's wife) and her family. I didn't want to get in trouble so I hid the pants and underwear behind the hamper (a big ol' rubber tub thing). Of course, she found it and scolded me anyway.

Got salt?

Although Little Nabi has been ready, and eager, I might add, to start potty training for a while now, we the parents have been reluctant to give up the convenience of diapers.  So we have been doing the Spotty Potty Training, a.k.a. "if she asks to sit on it, sigh a big sigh, take her upstairs to the bathroom, wait around while she forgets why she's sitting on the potty, wait some more, follow the bare bottoms around while the toddler muses on other things, return her to the potty hastily as pee or poo starts to rear (no pun intended) its drippy head" method.

We're going to bite the bullet and start.  Today.  Or maybe tomorrow.  Or perhaps it'd be simpler to do it during the weekend since I will be home all day and night and Papa Nabi seems somewhat squeamish about the whole ordeal transition.  Definitely some day before she turns sixteen.