Oh my lordy, you guys.
I thought I was being a good little hippie. Boy, do I have a lot to learn! I had no idea how dedicated some of you can be.
I mean, wow.
Elimination Communication. Discuss...
OK, I'll discuss.
My friend mentioned this concept to me on the phone yesterday and before she started her next sentence, I was consulting Dr. Googles.
Mrs. D-Zo: Dr. Googles, is it true that people are out there potty training their children before they are six months old?
Dr. Googles: Yes!
Mrs. D-Zo: Did you read my query correctly? That said six MONTHS old.
Dr. Googles: I don't make mistakes, Mrs. D-Zo. You can read all about it here and here.
Mrs. D-Zo: Um, I don't mean to criticize, but have you read these articles? Some of these tips and techniques leave a lot to be desired...
"To prepare your child's environment, you'll just need to buy very small underwear (doll underwear can work)..."
"Visit the Toilet Place Often"
Mrs. D-Zo: Explain yourself!
Dr. Googles: These are the facts.
Mrs. D-Zo: You are useless.
One of the biggest drawbacks to working from home is not having the ability to run into someone else's office with earth-shattering news and derail an entire workday with endless discussions on topics about which you know nothing.
So, I did the next best thing and jumped on IM.
Mrs. D-Zo: Holy crap, hippie co-worker!!!! You are never going to believe what I just learned! Seriously, brace yourself.
Hippie Co-worker (HCW): Aren't you supposed to be writing that report we're releasing next week?
Mrs. D-Zo: This is way more important than making money.
HCW: Thankfully you have your priorities straight.
Mrs. D-Zo: Stay focused. Elimination communication. Ready? Set? Go...
HCW: Oh yeah. Pretty intense, huh?
Mrs. D-Zo: WAIT! You KNEW about this insanity?
HCW: I was going to do it. I started it. But when Baby HCW was 1-week old and I was holding him over the sink to pee, I realized it wasn't my thing.
Now, I know I'm not supposed to judge other parents and if things work for you that's fabulous. BUT.
It wasn't that long ago that The Bean was a newborn. The memories are still sharp. Our days went something like this: Eat, Pee, Sleep, Pee, Stare, Poop, Pee, Eat, Pee, Poop, Pee, Sleep, Pee...you get the point. If on top of everything else, I had to run to the bathroom (or my mixing bowl) every time I thought The Bean was going to "eliminate," I'd still be sitting in there.
I can even get behind this concept until I am reminded that my child won't actually be able to WALK until they are about 12 months old.
So...who is potty training who?