I ran an errand at the mall one evening. It was just me & both kids. I had pushed them around in a double stroller we're temporarily borrowing. I got to the car and started the ridiculous process of unbuckling, loading & buckling. Since I had a good parking spot, there was a car full of people waiting for my spot (blinker...blinker...) and a line of cars waiting on that guy to pull into my spot. I began what some may call "robot-mom" mode - this strange superpower that allows me to multitask with lightning speed.
Deep breath...
...Unlock car doors, pop trunk, lock stroller wheels, unbuckle Zachary, open door, dump diaper bag, dump shopping bag, dump purse, dump Zachary into carseat, buckle his carseat (all 5 points!), shut his door, unbuckle Allie, sling her onto my left hip, attempt to fold down new-foreign-to-me-double stroller, failed attempt...people waiting....watching...blinker...blinker... hurry, UGH!...Drop messed-up-still-half-open-double stroller to the ground, drag Allie to her side of the car, open car door, throw her into carseat, buckle her into carseat, shut her door, run back to the rear of the car to put stroller in trunk, PLEASE fold up, PLEASE FOLD UP!!!!...Oh my gosh! ...can I get it to fit in the trunk not unfolded?...OK...please let the trunk close...OK, run to driver's side, open door, jump into seat.... sat on my purse...where'd I put the keys? Oh my goodness, they're in my jeans pockets...I can't get them out while I'm sitting...get out of the car again, stretch myself out to get the keys out of my too-tight pockets...people waiting, blinker...blinker... start the car, shift to Reverse...
"Mommy, I have to go peepee on the potty..."
...pretend I don't hear him...maybe he'll forget...pulling out of parking lot...people waiting..."Mommy, I have to go peepee on the potty..."
Deep breath...
"Zachary, we just went to the potty. Now we have to go home. There's no potty here in the car. You'll have to wait."
"Mommy, I have to go peepee!" Kicking his legs now. Arching his back.
Deep breath... Deep breath...
At this point, I'm just not sure what to do. The mall is huge, the parking lot huge, and I just can't park & gather everything to go back into the mall to find a bathroom. Even if I did decide to do that, would Zachary be able to "hold it" that long?
Please don't judge me.
I pulled the car parallel to a row of bushes.
"Zachary, we don't have a potty, so here's what you're gonna do..."
Unbuckle his carseat. Carrying him, I walk around the car and opened the door. Look around. There's no possible way any person could see him (I have to protect his innocence - right?!). I explained (again) what he needed to do. I assumed he'd understand the "logistics," since he is a male. Aren't they born with this knowledge?
No. Apparently they are not.
Clothes at his ankles, he looked up at me. It was as if I asked him to stand on his head.
Lip quivering. "Mommy, I can't!"
"Sure you can. Just go." I started wondering if there's a certain angle that he should stand...or maybe a certain direction...? It was at this moment that I realized I have no idea how "this" is supposed to work. Why would I know? I don't have any brothers. This isn't something a female would just know. We potty-trained him sitting down because he's not tall enough to stand & "reach" the potty. I just assumed when he's tall enough, Todd will have "that" lesson ready for him.
In the end, squatting worked better for him. His little lip quivering broke my heart. And Todd gave me a lesson on the "logistics" I had wrongly assumed Zachary would naturally know. Hopefully I won't be so inept with Allie.