|Growing up too quickly!|
The week before I broke up for Christmas Luca told me he didn’t want to wear a nappy, instead he wanted to wear big boy pants like Daddy.
I’ve never pushed toilet training on Luca. We’ve gone completely at his pace as I didn’t want it to be something stressful for either of us. He was right though, it felt like a good time to give it a go. So the first day of my Christmas holidays we decided to put him in underpants and we haven’t looked back.
We have had a few little accidents, usually when he’s been playing or not realised quite quickly enough that he needed it, but he’s done amazingly well.
We are now just over 3 weeks in and accidents are rare. In fact I’m not sure I could tell you the last time he had one. We even went to the park and then the supermarket the other day. He managed a good hour and a half without a toilet stop.
He still wears a nappy for bed. I’m not ready to face that yet and I don’t want his sleep disturbed when it’s so important for him and he isn’t that great at sleeping anyway.
For daytime toileting though I really think we have cracked it. Woo hoo! Nappies are so bloody expensive, I’ll be glad of the extra pennies.
He has also decided that he doesn’t need a dummy anymore. We made a conscious effort to try to remove it from him during the day and not make them easily accessible (it wasn’t forbidden just not encouraged) in an attempt to slowly wean him off them. Again I didn’t want it to be stressful for him, you wouldn’t just take a child’s favourite teddy from them so I couldn’t just take his dummy, it’s his comforter. We still have them in the cupboard just in case. I need not have worried though, he just gave me it one night and said “I don’t want that mummy.”. He now proudly tells everyone “I don’t have a dummy anymore, I’m a big boy.”
Rightly so too, he should be proud of himself, after all I couldn’t be prouder of him. Yet it is very bittersweet. My little boy is losing those last little bits of being my baby. Once he’s fully out of nappies there is nothing left. No traces of the baby he used to be. I adore this age, even with all the tantrums but I do miss that little baby he used to be.