Yes, you read that right: as of last week. This week? Whole different story. I had been putting her in underwear so that she would connect the feeling that she has to go with actually going. This is the strategy that finally worked with Danny at age 4. Yes, I know. Please don't judge. My self-esteem is tenuous enough already.
So, I kept putting Charlotte in underwear despite the fact that she seemed to be making no progress for a couple of weeks. I was getting discouraged but had no idea what to do. I didn't know what was going wrong. I mean, Charlotte doesn't have developmental delays like Danny, so what was taking her so long?
I have no idea, just as I have no idea why she suddenly started using the toilet. Wednesday morning, I happened to get her to sit on the toilet before she went in her diaper and she has not had a single accident (pee-related accident, that is. We are still working on the poop) since then. Not only that, but she has told me a couple of times when she needed to use the potty in public.
As I told my friend D, I feel like I have won the lottery, and I am truly not exaggerating. I had almost given up hope on being able to potty train any of my kids, but now I know it is possible. And with this renewed hope, I have devised a potty training plan to help Danny poop on the toilet. I am not sure if it will work, but it involves major incentive for him, and I plan to say many, many prayers. I am so hoping he is totally potty trained by kindergarten. I mean, I am not being unreasonable here, am I? We'll see.