Take It Easy...
Perhaps if I hadn't created this invisible deadline, I wouldn't be such a frazzled mess. I had every intention of having the kids done in a week, so that by the time I go back to work on Monday, it's less work for our Nanny. However, I'm not so sure it's going to be a done deal by then. And it's hard to be a full-time working mother.
I have an incredible amount of patience for this process. I have a thousand percent more patience than my husband who couldn't take two hours of potty training while I went to the bookstore the other day. I minimize their accidents and don't make them feel bad about it. I have them both on the potty every twenty minutes, alternating. Of course, when one is on the potty, the other one is going in their underwear. It's a mess and exactly what I thought it would be. I've never done so much laundry in my life.
But I keep beating myself up about it. And I shouldn't do that. And I should get rid of that stupid invisible deadline. It's just dumb. This isn't going to happen overnight. It may take a month, maybe more or less. I have to keep reminding myself that Jack has sensory processing disorder and Livie was a preemie; this is just as hard on them as it is on me. And for crying out loud, I'm potty training TWO at the same time. Oh. My. God.
They love the potty, though. And they don't want to use the "baby" potty; they both want to use the "big" potty...at the same time. They fight over it. They're willing to go potty when I tell them it's time to go. They just have a hard time reading their own bodies' signals. And I can't teach them that. It just has to click.
And we're doing the best job we can. And I need to be happy about that. We've come a very long way and we're all very proud of that.