When Dan and I were dating and newly married we took a lot of road trips. He would have to stop all the time to use the restroom while I didn't. He gave me the nickname of "Brenda Iron Bladder" on one of these trips. It's our little joke whenever we take a trip now. Well, the last three or four days the girls (really just Avery and Camille) have been taking off their clothes AND diapers sometimes during naps, quiet time, and at night. I finally had enough of it yesterday and decided that if they wanted to be naked then they could be naked until bedtime last night. I gated off the house and kept them on the hardwood section so at least I wouldn't have to clean up messes on carpet. And I had potty chairs available if they wanted to go. We had one success in the potty (Camille), three accidents on the floor (Camille x1 and Avery x2), and one little Brelynn that just held it in all evening. That should have been a warning to me about her willpower and bladder control. Should have...
Today I decided to strip them down naked as soon as they got up in the morning and keep them that way until they peed in the potty just once. Then we would make a big deal about going potty with rewards and big girl panties (plus a pull up) and then go about our day. That shouldn't take too long, right? Pump them full of liquids and sit on the potty every 20-30 minutes or so until they go. Sounds easy enough. Sigh. That's not how it all went down.
The girls got up about 8:15 and got naked. They played and sat on the potty every 20-30 minutes and drank like camels, but no peeing. Not on the floor or in the potty. I could see their little tummies getting bigger and bigger and they seemed uncomfortable by about 9:45. We had breakfast on the potties. We had lunch on the potties. Finally at 11:15 Avery gave in and peed on the potty! Success! Jelly beans and big girl panties and lots of praise. She was off to play. Camille gave in at 12:10 on the potty and it was the same story. Good job! Ok, now on to Brelynn. AKA "Brelynn Iron Bladder". I tried everything. Avery and Camille were upstairs in bed asleep napping by 1:00 but Miss Iron Bladder and I were just hanging out in the kitchen on the potty. I tried running water, I tried pouring warm water on her belly and into the potty, I tried bribing, I begged. I even offered to let her pee on the towel beside the potty and then I was going to move her to the potty once she started. No luck. We'd been at it so long I knew she had to go soon and I didn't want to give up so close to the end. Finally I resorted to the bathtub. She could stand and pee in the tub and then I'd move her to the potty (also in the tub). After a few minutes this finally worked and she got a little pee in the potty. Whew, success at 1:20. That's FIVE HOURS that she held it in. Poor thing! We called Daddy at work to share the good news. Maybe, just maybe, it will only take four hours next time. I need a nap!