Misadventures in Potty Training

We decided to give potty training a try with E this summer since my husband is off of work.  We knew it was probably a little early but wanted to give it a shot before we are both working again.  Unfortunately E has not been as easy to train thus far than L was.  Add onto that some unexpected "life" stuff and injuries and you can see how we ended up starting to slack on it.  So essentially we are taking a break until we get back from vacation.  

Well last night after shopping in Lowe's for an hour and a half (not fun), getting tired and trying to make decisions, all the sudden E's little voice says "I have to got to the bathroom" (yes he says it all adult-like).  My husband and I look at each other and then scramble to get him to the bathroom quickly.  Of course then I realize that I committed the cardinal sin of forgetting the diaper bag.  

Bad mommy!

So here's my son in a diaper that he already started to go #2 in, on the potty with no potty seat.  So I have to get all uncomfortable like a game of Twister just to hold him on there.  

Why is it boys take so long to do their business?  It is a mystery to me.  

So after what feels like forever holding him on the pot I start looking at the floor thinking, "I gotta sit down, I gotta sit down, oh God, but look at the floor."  "Am I really gonna sit on the floor of a public restroom"? 

Well ladies, I did.  

Not proud of it but my knees and feet were 

killing me at this point.  

All the while E is asking me all sorts of "potty" related questions and talking about his "tooters".  And he kept wanting to look at it and exclaim "look how big it is Momma!"  I bet the other women in the restroom really appreciated that :)  I kept asking him if he was done and of course his answer was always no.  After a few "years" I decided it was time to be done whether he really was or not.  

But what's a Mom to do?  

I had no clean diaper to put on him.  Had he gone #1 I would have just skipped it and he could go commando in his shorts until we got back home but alas he did not.  I didn't want him ending up in soaking shorts.  

So....(drumroll)...I had to put the partially dirty diaper back on...(gasp)...(gag)...I know.  

I assure you I tried to make things as clean as possible.  Luckily by the time we emerged from the bathroom my husband had just finished checking out so we swiftly went straight home and got cleaned up good and proper :)

Uuggh!  I hope we never have to go through that fiasco again!  I will be sure to be prepared!  But the upside is that E got to experience the success of recognizing he needed to go, telling us,  and then successfully "going" on the potty.  He was so happy when getting his reward of M&M's when we got home.

Any funny potty training stories to tell?

I would love to hear them!