I am scared to put this in writing as I am a firm believer in The Jinx Factor, but I believe that Katie is potty-trained.
She's been going to use the potty on her own (with only occasional prompting) for about a week or so. Which is all well and good.
She can sit, do her business, wipe, and put her undies/pants back on. She frequently forgets to wash her hands, but I can deal with that.
What I can't deal with is poop ON and not IN the potty. Hence the word "vomitous" at the beginning of the entry.
Katie has decided that it is easier for her to poop when she hovers her butt above the kiddy potty. This means that she misses and the poop lands on the seat and then she falls backwards and sits in it.
It's happened twice so far and each time I have had to clean it I have dry heaved.
This is the most horrible thing ever and a great excuse to start the phase out of the kiddy potties.
I guess I should be happy that I have been aware of the mess before she pulled up her pants and that is has not landed on the floor.
Today, Katie took up about a quarter of my 38 week appt. talking to the doctor about her "Baby Brother." She explained that I spent a lot of time being upside down trying to get "Baby Brother" to turn, because his feet should be there and his head should be here, etc. etc.
Everything is normal as far as I am concerned. There was a little excitement when we thought that the baby had flipped, but it turned out the large hard lump felt towards the bottom of my uterus was "Baby Brother's" butt. He's still breech and measuring @ 39 weeks.
The section is scheduled for next Thursday. I've signed the consent forms and asked all my questions. The doc says they will check one more time, in pre-op, to make sure he has not turned. I'm not holding my breath.
At lunch today, Katie offered me an "Apple Pie Sandwich." She made it herself. Two slices of buttered toast with apple slices in between them, sandwich style. She wanted me to eat it. Somehow I was able to distract her and not have to take a bite. One of these times, distracting will not work and I will be forced to try some of her whacky creations. I wonder why she always offers these things to us to eat and never takes a nibble of her own?
