Friday, August 28, 2009

Well, it's so hard to get time to write! But, Edwin has now been off diapers since Wednesday of last week. He's 3 1/3 years and 33 pounds and pottytrained. He went 2 nights w/o diapers also. Last week, Zachary was sick Wednesday and Thursday so we were home. Rather than take Edwin in, I kept both boys home and Wednesday Edwin was running around the house nude. Thursday diapers. One accdient maybe Thursday or Friday evening, and one more a couple days ago, but not bad. The second accident was after a long nap. Or perhaps even not an accident. I can't rule out him just aiming incorrectly on the toilet!

I realized he was ready because he was making all his BMs in the potty and only wetting in his diaper. So, I KNEW he was intentionally wetting rather than accdientally doing it. So, I figured it was finally time for the logic "if there is no diaper under me.. I better go to the potty to do this!". I think he had to get to the point where he was happy going potty *OR* in the diaper before I could transition him.

He still needs to be urged to go to the potty, but last night, he went up the stairs, mumbling something about poop. So, I opened the bathroom door and turned on the light for him. He didn't need any additional help until clean-up time! I call that some serious success!

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Edwin slept by himself in his new red Ikea KRITTER bed for the first time tonight.  He's been slowly transitioning into this situation since Zachary arrived and kicked him out of the family bed.  He spent quite awhile in the Pack-n-Play, which he liked, and then I tried packing that away and getting him a crib mattress to sleep on, but that failed, as he always fell off.  I placed the mattress in the little red tent, beside our bed, and that was fine.  I miss having Edwin next to our bed, but there is simply not enough room in the new master bedroom.  There might have been room if we'd taken the boys' room as our room, just due to the orientation (as the rooms are the same size), but that would've made for a cramped arrangement.  He's ready for this step.  He's welcome to snuggle in our bed whenever he likes, but I think he rests better in his own "spot".   He had been sleeping on the floor in the red tent in that room since we got here, so it was not a huge leap to put him in the bed last night.  I was trying to get him to sleep, but he was bothered by laundry sounds downstairs, so I told him I'd be right back and I was going to get rid of that noise in the dryer.  (Two sets of overalls banging around.)  I just never came back...  until he was fast asleep.