The Breakthrough

This week has been one of the hardest weeks of my life. I've been to the depths of despair and back. No, there wasn't a death in the family, and no one has been diagnosed with a terminal illness, and yes, Adam still has a job-- so why all the anxiety and depression?? This week has been completely dedicated to the potty training of Miss Korinne. Korinne marches to the beat of her own drummer and let's face it, her peers have been potty trained for the better part of a year. She is just about 3 1/2 and I no longer have the luxury of saying, "She just isn't ready yet." Last night after 5 days of no diapers and 60 accidents with 0 (yes, that would be ZERO) successes I was in the depths of despair. It is statistically impossible to have done everything we have done and not have 1 successful potty experience under our belt. On Thursday morning we started the Potty Training in 3 Days program after reading testimonials from parents in our situation. They all said that by the end of 3 days it finally just clicked and their kids were finally totally potty trained. This morning around 11:00 or so Korinne finally ran into the bathroom and went to the bathroom in the toilet. You can imagine the scene as Jenna, Adam, Korinne and I all screamed and clapped and jumped up and down. When Britton found out he gave her a big hug. There was MUCH rejoicing. Seriously, I almost cried. Neither Britton nor Jenna gave us much trouble when it came to potty training and Korinne is such a bright communicative child it never entered my mind that we would have to go through such a painful process. I knew once it clicked that would be it, but did it really have to take 6 months and about 80 accidents?? We aren't out of the woods yet, but at least we are a big step closer.