So I'm actually beginning to wonder to myself how early I
can attempt to potty train Ellie.
Legitimately I might add. There
is this mindset referred to as elimination communication or natural infant
hygiene. I prefer to call it by its
proper term; holding a baby over a toilet.
Ellie even hits that time range of between zero and four months to which
the process is meant to accommodate. The
concept is that I would watch Ellie with an eagle's eye for signs that she's
preparing to void her bladder. When I
notice, we would sprint to the nearest bathroom and I would hold her over the
toilet. Sounds easy enough right?
I'm guessing if this was a common thing, then I would
actually hear of more people doing it.
I've really only seen it once. On
Facebook. On a status liked by a friend. It would be super nice as I am getting a
little tired of getting urinated on by my daughter as I change her diaper. I probably go through three changing pad
covers a week because of Ellie wanting to pretend she's a fountain. I mean I like to pretend that I'm a fountain
too but I like to use my mouth and a glass of water instead. The problem is that I'm clueless at seeing
the signs coming. She literally catches
me off guard every time. I guess that's
probably why people decided to invent the diaper once upon a time. Too lazy/too oblivious/too busy to hold their
infant over a toilet while they void their bladder.
On another and much happier note, Ellie and I got to make a
fun trip outside of the house today which included Ellie's first ever trip to
the library! Hopefully that's somewhere
that she will like to go a lot as she gets older. Assuming that she learns to read as early in
life as her parents, we'll probably be making a lot of trips there quicker than
we think. Of course, Ellie's much too
young to really tell me what to get her so I just have to do it myself. It'd be so much easier if she helped of
course. She was too preoccupied staring
up at the halogen lights and admiring the rows and rows of colorful books to
really give me input. So we just settled
for some Dr. Seuss books. Perhaps my
daughter's first sentences will consist of nothing but rhymes if we read her
enough of them. And then she'll be well
on her way to becoming the best five year old rapper of all time. 'America's Got Talent', here we come!
After the library, we headed to Lowe's to return Ellie's
curtains since they didn't work. I'd be
lying if I said that I wasn't approaching that trip with some degree of
trepidation after what happened the previous time. I even purposely went to a different Lowe's
to avoid being recognized as that guy who can't calm his baby. No one wants that label. Luckily, she loved it this time. She even went to sleep in the cart while
being pushed around the store. Good
baby; I'm very glad that home improvement stores bring you peace and joy. #DaddyWrite
