Well, after about a month of underwear-wearing, no accidents, staying dry at night, even getting up in the night to use the restroom, I will say out loud that Finn is potty trained. I have been hesitant to make such a bold proclamation for the fear that it would not be permanent.
In typical Finn fashion, he began wearing underwear, never to look back. When Finn is done with something, he is done. When Finn decided to stop breastfeeding it happened instantly. Never once did he ever even glance in the direction of me and associate me and milk again.
Having a potty trained child is so freeing. He goes off on his own and does his thing. This gives me many tiny little breaks during the day. It has been great.
The only hard part has been that we have only one bathroom. I realize there are people in the world that have zero bathrooms, so I will try to not dramatize this; however, it seems everyone needs to go "potty" at the same time.
I must say that soon having more than one bathroom will seem like an almost ridiculous luxury.
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