That’s just how I feel at the moment. I was feeling pretty good yesterday, as Cedar went in the toilet right before bed, and then he woke up dry and stayed dry throughout church (having voided during his morning bathe). Then he used the toilet after lunch. But there were 3 wet pants since then. He did make BM in the toilet (because I noticed signs of that need and carried him to the bathroom).
But it’s not just the frustration of the actual pottying. It’s me freaking out about germs and contamination, and knowing things are going too well for me to stop but not well enough for me to slow down.
Now it’s 8:00. Two more rounds and I can put him to bed.