Baby Lam turned 18 months yesterday.
And boy, is she ever acting like an 18-month-old. I remember Katie and Patrick being difficult at this age, but I think Baby Lam is taking it to a whole other level. We'll see what these next 6 months bring (I actually think 18 months is hard than the so-called 'terrible twos').
Baby Lam did something yesterday that kind of threw me. She told me (in her little kind-of words and actions) that she needed to go pee pee in the potty. WHAT? She did. WHAT? I'm not ready for this!! I'm not ready for potty training!!! That's will require WAY too much effort on my part. I thought I had at least 6 more months before we started this most unliked tasks of motherhood! Now, I'm not saying that Katie or Patrick were difficult to train...they were actually quite easy. Katie was encouraged by 1 week of stickers on her chart and that's all it took. And Patrick...well, that little dude woke up one more and said "I'm going to wear underwear today." And that was it. I'm not kidding...no accidents, nothing...not even at night, from that day on. (that's actually a little wierd, don't you think)?
So deep down I'm fearing that my little firecracker is going to make this difficult. I guess I'm being lazy-mom, but geesh...potty training...the thought of it wears me out. Plus I've changed diapers everyday for 5 1/2 years, what will I do with all the extra time? And I'm not sure if I can go to the grocery store or Target without buying a box of Huggies. There's a magnetic force that pulls me into the diaper aisle. On a side note: have you ever noticed that the cookies/crackers are in the same aisle with the diapers? At least at my store they are...that's brilliant product placement! There's no mom out there that can pick up a package of diapers and pass up those Oreos or Pecan Sandies that are staring them straight in the face.
Anyway...back to the subject...
Maybe yesterday was just a fluke.
I doubt it.
I'll keep you updated...
So here's what I need to know from all of you, because I haven't been able to process this or brought it to the front of the mommy file in my brain. What do I do now? Encourage her? Think of it as a fluke and ignore it. What should I do?