There’s so much to discuss and meditate concerning the throne. But don’t be confused, I’m talking the little throne. Yep…the toilet. Or as my southern belle Grandmother would say, “the commode”. Ha! I can hear her saying it in my head right now.
I recently engaged in conversation with a friend about potty training. She felt like she was getting nowhere with her son. The frustration was paramount for both of them. Let me insert a quick disclaimer… I’m a boy Mommy. I have no wisdom concerning your beautiful-pig tail-ribbons & lace-sweet-little-girls. None. I didn’t raise myself; God bless my parents. So feel free to offer unsolicited girl advice. We Mommy’s must lift each other up and help when needed.
Back to my friend… she felt as if her pediatrician looked down on her because her 2.5 year old boy wasn’t potty trained. Ugh. (Insert eye roll). I quickly reassured her she was an incredible mom. Ultimately, she needed to walk away. Kids are interesting little creatures. If they aren’t ready for a task, they aren’t ready. Mix that unwillingness in with toddler stubbornness and you’ve got a crazy party on your hands. And by crazy I mean you feel like you’re on the verge of insanity.
So many times we can’t help but compare. Little Johnny down the street was using the potty on his second birthday! Woo!!!! Take a deep breath. I promise (unless there is a medical situation) your rambunctious little fella won’t start kindergarten in a diaper. Trust me, he will let you know when he is ready. As for all the doubt, worry, frustration, and comparing…flush that crap down the toilet. Theodore Roosevelt once said, “comparison is the thief of joy”. AMEN! Have joy in your present moment. Yes, I know diapers are expensive. I have been changing poop non-stop since 2009. Whoa!
I leave you with this proverb. Even in the midst of those poopy diapers, find your joy. “A joyful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.” Proverbs 17:22 ESV