This past week has been a huge rollercoaster...
Where do I start? Saturday afternoon collapsing in pain on the floor of my sons room while folding his little clothes.. Naughty us had left Memphis asleep in the car just outside (I was literally only seperated from him by one wall and the car door) Matt was outside tinkering.. The pains were so intense I couldnt get up.. Meanwhile I'm screaming out to Matt, Memphis wakes up and I cant get to either of them.. What seemed like a lifetime later Matt finds me, gets memphis & I end up in Hospital.. Long story short, Drs dont know whats causing the intense pain- no infection, not braxton hicks, but bad very bad.. And signs that say I'm heading for prem labour (I'm 28 weeks this week, had another incident occur though not as dramatic at 23 weeks)
Tuesday as I was closing the shop Memphis was very quiet out back and I found him on his boon potty (this in itself wasnt strange, I've had a demo one out for nearly 12 months & Memphis would sit on it with clothes on) This time however he was dooing poos... My boy had self initiated toilet training!!!!!
I was so very proud and in disbelief... Matt & I had discussed various time when to start him, either before the new baby came or after... We were in limbo and waiting till I started having days at home before we thought about it again.. We got home that evening and I asked Memphis to ''show daddy'' what he'd done in the potty- alas he did poos again..
Ive never been so excited about bodily functions!!!!
So the week has progressed with him doing wee's on the toilet at daycare and he's so excited to be wearing jocks..
My hormones are crazy, the whole potty thing has me crying at the thought of it and everytime he uses his bowels... I wasnt ready yet.. Clearly he was... I thought by him self initiating that he'd somehow left me out of the equation.. As his mum I surely should have had some influence and helped make it happen!! Then I realised of course I've helped. I help everyday just by being his mum and loving him & instilling everything good in him we can.. He's the independent little pocket rocket we asked for..
He really is growing up and its so very odd.. Crying now, golly...4 months and he's 3... and in that time- between 9-12 weeks time (Dr confirmed this morning he thiks I'll def go early, it's just a matter of how early) I'll have a new baby as well..I'm so proud of him, and again amazed that I have been blessed to have a child that makes things so very easy... I expected it all from day one to be so hard.. I know weve still got a long road ahead and I'm told he will digress, but thats ok... he took the first steps himself and I'm right behind him..
