We've had more bathrooming woes than victories lately. I've written about messy bowel movements and pee accidents before. We talk about those here at home quite a lot. Not because they're such a fascinating topics, but because we can't seem to catch a break on toilet training Ronan.
If ever you're visiting us, more than once a day you might hear:
"Mom, I think Ronan needs a diaper change!"
"Mom, he leaked out on the couch. Again."
"Honey, get me another outfit for Ronan, please. This one is soaking wet."
Earlier, I was bemoaning how dependent Ronan still was in the toileting department when he came up to me and signed that he wanted juice. I thought to myself, You want juice? You're going to get juice, buddy. But, you're going to sit on the toilet first.
I thought Ronan would protest - he usually does when it comes to going into the bathroom. No matter how many times we encourage him, Ronan always seems to hesitate going into that one room in the house. Working through sensory issues (it's small and the flushing sound can be quite loud) and the unknown (why would he need to sit on the toilet when the diaper catches what his body expels?), we've always hit more roadblocks than successes when attempting to get Ronan to use the facilities.
Today, after Ronan confidently walked into the bathroom, I helped him sit on the toilet and quietly talked him through the process - first sit, that's it, careful now, you got it... and then handed him the cup of juice he requested.
Three cups of juice later, out came the pee! Since it was the first time he'd peed today, quite a lot came out. Ronan wasn't phased by it, but I squealed and jumped for joy. Then I ran to where the siblings were and told them. Then I ran to where my husband was and told him, too. We all jumped for joy. It's a huge accomplishment and one we hope continues.
Ronan took just one very teeny tiny step closer to independence, but I'll take it. I'll happily take it and excitedly hope for more.