Once home, I got him down for a nap and put him in a diaper. I felt sure he would finally release it all. He cried for me over and over and I finally held him until he fell asleep, which has never happened (a least not since he was a baby. He did wake up with a dirty diaper, but otherwise dry. I knew the second I took his diaper off that he needed to pee, but he screamed no and was holding himself trying to keep it in. He finally peed on me and the floor. Nice. I was super frustrated by this point. Mainly, because he is trying to hold it in for soooo long! It's crazy. The good news is he has pretty good control, he seems to know when he needs to go, and doesn't want to wet his pants. The bad news is he doesn't want to do it AT ALL, so he's making himself sick.
Tonight I got him to go one more time and sit several times without screaming. HUGE improvement from this morning. But peeing only one time between 3:45 pm and 7:30 pm is NOT good. Tonight he had a hard time going to sleep. He would call for me and he was holding himself. Trying not to pee even though he had on a diaper. He was super gassy too, but just is scared to let it go. By now, I know he's really constipated and I'm sure he can't really get it out without a lot of work and pain. We will be loading him up on fiber tomorrow for sure! He is torn between wanting me to hold his hand and be with him while he sits, and not wanting me to watch. He never once pooped at school this year, and almost never does it anywhere but our house, where he can be alone. I know this is a huge part of the problem.
So, it's definitely a roller coaster. The is very different from how it went with Aubrey. Better in some ways, more frustrating in others. It's only been 2 1/2 days, and we've made some huge leaps. But if I can't get him to relax and not fear letting it out when he sits on the potty, he will be very unhappy for a while! Breaks my heart and wipes me out at the same time. I have dreaded this moment for soooo long. I know now not to expect him to be potty trained overnight. It was more like 8 months with his sister, but I can't help but loathe the process. I hate seeing him in pain, I can't take my eyes off of him, the house is a mess and poor Aubrey is having to take a back seat for a while.
This post is way too long, and too much information, I'm sure. But I just had to get it out, and it helps to think things through. He's a trooper, for sure. He has only once requested a diaper, and that was short lived. There is no going back now, and at least we're underway. We will all have to sacrifice over the next few days, and maybe weeks, but he will get it! Praying more for his comfort than anything else. Thankfully, there is nothing we have to do until swim lessons on Monday. I think the crazy schedule of the last few days made it really difficult for both of us. OK, enough of this. I will move on to way more excited things in the next post!
This look sums up how he felt most of the day. Hang in there Henry!


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