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Mostly Figzy

This week has just rolled hard on skates for me. I can't believe it is Saturday already.

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Figzy overcame a bout of bowel upset in the early-half of this week. I had no clue as to what caused it till someone told me that their similar-aged toddler was cutting molars.

It's the same for us. Second molars, I think?

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We are now done with major vaccinations. What a relief.

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I haven't really taken up potty training actively with her, but this week has been quite good in that department and I hope to sustain the momentum. Figzy came home diaperless (as she sometimes does) from the daycare on Thursday evening. Rather than making her wear the diaper, I took her to the loo every hour or so. She did the deed, and well, there were no accidents whatsoever. Her first trip was a blank call, but the rest were spot-on. 

Yesterday evening, she was wearing a diaper (pant-style, the usual) and I still took her to the loo. She did the deed and then pulled up her diaper. 

Today morning, I again made her visit the loo. Her first trip was again a blank call, and the next was right-o. 

She says "done" once she gets up. And I am hoping that this is movement in the right direction. 

Eventually I hope to cut down diaper-use to only night-time use. And then gradually phase that out too. 

How much time does that normally take?

(And in this regard, let me say that there is no Figzy poop schedule. And she cries if she poops in her pjs so, it's better currently if she poops in the diaper, and then I change the stuff.)

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Figzy is not ready to give up her night bottle. I have gradually cut down the amount of milk that goes in her night feed, but I can't hope for a dry diaper till then. 

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I have started the third AF of this year. What's up with you, 2014? You are in such a hurry!

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Today is my sixth blogoversary! Confetti everywhere!

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  1. Anonymous8 March 2014 at 14:56

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    Happy blogoversary!

    Potty training has rather stalled over here after Christmas break ended...I just can't be bothered. Partly I'm hoping that when my mom comes for a week in May to stay with Gwen while Joel and I go on vacation for our 10th anniversary, *she'll* potty-train her!

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  2. Stacie8 March 2014 at 22:34

    Happy blogoversary!

    I'm no help in potty training. Figzi is doing much better than my Jack . He's coming upon three and no success. Good luck though!

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  3. Mina9 March 2014 at 18:47

    George was close to 3 when he just started going in the potty regularly. We've had few accidents since then, and most are either due to pants not being pulled down properly, or playing too long until he almost misses the right time. Thank god, so far, only pee, no poo accidents. Five or so months later after being toilet trained (he used the potty for a couple of months, and then we stowed it away, the toilet works perfectly for us), he started having dry nappies regularly. I took me three whole months to jump into "no more nappies for George" thing. He is quite alright, except when he wants to sleep in, and then he suddenly sits up screaming HAVE TO PEEEEEE, and

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  4. areyoukiddingme11 March 2014 at 00:26

    6 Years! Congratulations!

    I think most kids are potty trained around 3, so Figzy is quite advance! Actually, my girl started around 2.5, but was inconsistent. She, very kindly, took readily to pooping in the toilet, so that was the easy part for us. Her daycare took care of the rest - we were easing things along, and they told me "Just send her to school with extra clothes and no diapers and we'll take care of it." Two days later, we were down to infrequent accidents.

    We're also working on molars around here - 6 year molars finally breaking through at 7.5!

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