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Believe me when my son reached 18months, not only did I stock up his underpants, I stock up potty too. I bought the innovative design potty, the patented padding, the Thomas Train.. The Ben 10.. The Mickey features before I resolved to the typical red plastic potty that is easily available in any market here.

Before I could try the most suggested trick of distracting my son with his favorite book or some new catchy book, I was still pretty much stuck in pre-Stage 1. Struggling in getting him to sit on the potty. A strange little weird ‘chair’ which did appear far more fascinating to look and touch than to sit before it starts to intimidate his senses upon sitting it. Well, my hubby suggested, “Let him play with the potty for a few days and see if he likes it.” I stared at him. LoL…

After much attempts and glasses of water to replenish my damaged DNA cells, I finally get him to sit on it. The next question was “How to get him to poop in that potty??” See, he has always been doing it in his diaper, standing. A nursery teacher once told me that boys tend to do it in a standing position facing wall and insisting nobody touching them. Well, she’s so right and since each kid has their own uniqueness, mine is a little daring. He poops standing away from our table and standing in the middle of restaurants with his long pants pulled half way down.

The next thing I tried was laid open a diaper in his potty and let him sit on it. He was very persistent in getting the diaper up to put it on than I was with my persistence in giving up potty training him. After a few attempts I called up an urgent teleconference meeting with my hubby and we both resolved that we leave the potty training to the nursery. Yeah!

Upon registering my son to preschool, we were told diaper is strictly prohibited. In other words, diaper will be prosecuted. LoL… Yikes! So much for the cheering, now we have to get back to step one i.e. abolish the diaper pooping operation thingy ASAP… DIY.

So how? One morning, seeing my son attempted to poop, immediately I reached the potty and get his diaper off. The next thing, undoubtedly, he cried and insisted with his persistence in pooping in the diaper. With the full blast crying, I persevered and kept comforting him with a made up story. “My dear, if you poop in the diaper, the worms are gonna crawl up like spiders to your butt and to your tummy! Yikes! We do not want that. It’s disgusting. If you poop in the magic potty, your poop is coming out fast like a magic! And, the worms would stay in the potty. They can’t crawl up your butt or tummy anymore! Yea!”

After repeating this made up boogie for 15-20 minutes, the next thing you know, he decided to walk to the potty and sit on it. But then, he already doesn’t feel like pooping. Nevertheless, feeling my sweat all over me, I praised him repeatedly. So much for a 20minute battlefield with much mercy on my little kid’s lost urge for nature call.

The next day, he took out the potty, sat on it and pooped in it. Ever since then, it was that easy. Phew….