October 22, 2012 by CassieCravings
Around 4 months ago, Eli was potty trained. However, he seems to be going through a bit of a relapse. I know that it’s a normal thing to go through. I have found it a less than enjoyable bump in the development road. To top it off, we’re going through several live changes: a new house, family members moving in and adjusting to a new job. All of these are incredible blessings, but they do change his routine none-the-less.
This weekend, Eli and I were hanging out at my school. We were making copies and doing lesson plans. Well, I was anyway. Eli was making a masterpiece on the dry-erase board. Then he gave himself a makeover.
About an hour into our work, Eli had an accident. He sheepishly looked up at me with dripping pants. I choked down my frustration and reminded him that we go to the bathroom on the potty. Quickly I swept him up and carried him at arm’s length all the way to the lounge to get him cleaned up.
As I washed him up, rinsed out his clothes and scrubbed the floors, I found my frustration growing. “You know better than this. You know how to use the potty. Elijah, I don’t want any more accidents. You don’t wear diapers anymore. I don’t have time for you to regress….” I ranted on. He didn’t respond, so I looked up to see if he was even still in the room with me.
Quietly, he was swallowing his tears and wringing his hands, “I’s still a baby, my mama.”
His words knocked me down. Literally. I sat in the floor unable to breathe. “I’s still a baby, my mama.” echoed in my ears. I reached out my hands for him. His naked baby legs leaped into my arms. I squeezed him tightly and whispered, “You are still a baby. And I was wrong not to remember that. I am sorry for not using my kind words and my kind voice. Will you forgive me?”
His wet eyelashes brushed my cheek. Quietly he kissed my nose and replied, “Yep.”
My little boy, a baby you may still be, but your mama has a lot to learn from your wisdom and patience.