Paityn has used the potty a few times before, but never for me. Just a handful of times at her Aunts house in her miniature hand-me down toilet that used to be Brady’s. But last night she grabbed my hand, mumbled something through her binky and led me up the stairs.
“Potty?” I asked.
“Yeah!” she said with nod.
I held her hand as she pulled me to the bathroom where I took off her diaper and lifted her onto the toilet, careful to hold on so she didn’t fall. She grinned from ear to ear, beared down and made a tiny little tinkle.
She was smiling the biggest smile the entire time, so certain that what she was doing was remarkable. We clapped, we high-fived, I told her how proud I was.
Then, I told Brady what his sister had done and his joy was overwhelming. His face lit up. He felt just as much pride for her achievement as if it had been him.
“Yay! Good job, Pay Pay! Brother’s happy! And you look beautiful!” he said. Then, he ran to go share the good news with his dad.
Brother really was happy. And so was Mommy because that is the kind of love you wish for your children to have. I hope he is always proud of her and finds joy in the things she accomplishes.
Liz is a just a mom trying to keep it real about how little she sleeps, how often she gets puked on and how much she loves them. You can find her here every day writing about real-mom moments.
Trisha says
Congrats to your big girl! Her brother sounds so sweet! “and beautiful!” That is so priceless!
Elissa says
Our children have wet our bed once or twice when they were toilet training and most likely sick enough to be in our bed.. and yes, with a husband fast asleep next to us I’ve cleaned them down, got changed myself, put a towel on it and gone back to bed. A part of you realises that whether or not you’re comfortable your family must come first (even if it’s just their need for a good nights sleep) and with that sometimes fresh sheets have waited for morning.