While hanging out with my kids this morning, I kept catching a whiff of something that smelled gross. It came and went as I searched my area. I checked the couch, the carpet, blankets, and of course I checked each kid.
After searching for a bit, I realized the odor was me! Not the “I haven’t showered in several days” smell, (I got used to that smell long ago.) But a faint urine smell.
In our continuing efforts to potty train our oldest, she is consistently going pee on the potty. She insists on doing everything on her own. Pee, wipe, dump into the toilet, wash her hands. Yes, she makes a mess on the toilet seat sometimes, but I suppose she deserves to learn some independence, (coming from a recovering “helicopter mom.”)
Today, I came to the slow, horrifying realization that she hasn’t been wiping completely (horrifying because I was wearing what she missed this morning).
I’ve watched her plenty of times, so I know she’s capable. But maybe when she’s on her own she gets lazy? Either way, we were taking selfies this morning, (like every mother and daughter in the a.m.), and when she got off of my lap, there was that smell. I didn’t make the connection right away, and so began the search.
It’s official. It’s me. And we are back to watching her every move during potty time.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to take a full body baby wipes “shower.”
The picture that started it all.