Potty Training

When Noah was 18 months old we bought him a potty. I never intended to start training him at this age, more to have it around the place so he got used to it. Alongside this purchase, and on the recommendation of a friend, we bought a book called Pirate Pete’s Potty.

Since this time we’ve read the book A LOT (Noah’s choice, I think it’s the cheering button that’s the main draw) and talked about what the potty is there for. This is pretty much all I’ve done except when recognising a poo is imminent and putting him on the potty myself. I would describe this more of ‘catching’ rather than ‘using’. 

I’ve read a lot of information on potty training and spoken to a lot of mums who are at various stages of training and they all pretty much say the same, no point trying until they speak. This having been determined I never intended to start the process until Noah had words for ‘pee’ and ‘poo’ and until that time we would continue talking about the potty and what it was for and continue with nappies and ‘catching’.

At home Noah is pretty much always nappy-free (due to hellish nappy changes and heat rashes) and thus we’ve had our fair share of ‘accidents’ on the carpet, met with an ‘uh oh’ and a giggle from our it the boy.

A couple of weeks ago (on the 10th September 2015) I was in the kitchen when I heard Noah cheering and clapping to himself. When I peeked around the corner he pointed at the potty. On investigation I discovered he had used it! I suitably praised him and we went through the motions of emptying, washing hands and replacing potty and that’s where I thought it would end… A simple one off… A fluke. How wrong I was!

Since that day he has had one accident. He appears to have self potty-trained…. Result!

But, what do I do now?

I still put him in nappies when we’re out and about because he can’t (won’t) tell me when he needs to go. He will pull at himself when he needs a wee, but not all the time, and these directions can be easily missed, or misconstrued when in a social setting.

I have bought a Potette but have still to have a successful outcome from it due to the time taken between seeing a cue, setting up said Potette and removing nappy. I just don’t know what the next step should be. I don’t want him to take a step back but in the same vein I don’t want to put him off by having lots of accidents outside the house due to my missing his cues.

What do I do? 

What did you do? 

Has anyone got experience potty training a non-talker?

Help please 😉 


Ozeri Turtlemeter – A Review

I was recently given the opportunity to review the Turtlemeter, the Baby Bath Floating Turtle Toy and Bath Tub Thermometer by Ozeri. Since working with Ozeri I have struggled to find fault with any of their products. They always smart looking, neat, easy to use and do as they say ‘on the tin’ and this is no exception.

What they say

The first Baby Bath Thermometer built into a fun and safe Turtle Bath Toy. The Turtlemeter activates instantly in water with no annoying buttons or switches. The Turtlemeter dynamically calculates the bath water temperature every second, and displays the temperature with 3 different color screens, with Blue indicating Cold, Red indicating Hot, and Green indicating Just Right. Compliant with the Consumer Product Safety Improvement Act, the Turtlemeter is safe and fun both in and out of the bath tub. Ships with 3 AAA batteries included. 

Excerpt taken from Amazon 


As with all Ozeri products, packaging isn’t excessive. Although I was rather disappointed in the hard plastic display casing, though thankfully scissors weren’t needed to open it. Having said that, this and a cardboard insert is the only packaging involved.


Set up

None. Just chuck it in the bath. I kid you not! 

The temperature is displayed instantly in a window on the turtle’s back and also has a colour screen with three colours for easy reading.


Blue – Too cold

Green – Ideal

Red – Too hot

The temperature is measured every second.

The battery compartment is secured by tiny cross head screws. It uses 3 x AAA batteries and comes ready to use.

My Opinion

Brilliant bit of kit. Attractive, robust, easy to use and easy to read (colour coding means no need to google the ideal temperature a child’s bath should be). Even my son gives it the thumbs up, he’s often seen wandering around hugging it to his chest and chasing it as it bobs around the bath with him.

As of day of publication this product can be bought via Amazon for an incredible £9.99. I really can’t stress what a bargain this is.

**This product was gifted to me for the purpose of this review**

Goodbye Summer

Wow, it’s September. The summer has gone, the Autumn (proven by the incredible plunge in temperature) is here once again. Summer seems to have passed me by and I struggle to remember a nice, sunny day of it. Did we have any, or is it my darkened mind that has tarnished their memory?

I love summer, always have. I hate the rain, I hate the grey, I hate the wind, the sun is where I find my happiness, it’s my power source but as we approach another long and bleak Cornish winter I feel I haven’t had my batteries fully charged with what I need to get through it.

I hated this summer mind, hated it like no other. All it seems to have brought to my door is more grief, loss, disappointment, fear, stress, anxiety and rage and for once I’m looking forward to winter as the beginning of winter means a new year is just around the corner.

I find myself writing this the day after my baby was due to be born and so much has happened that I nearly forgot that this had happened to us too, this that I thought would be the worst thing to happen to us this year, so forgive me for this rather maudlin post.

‘They’ say things happen for a reason but I struggle to contemplate what the reason is for so much heartache to fall on my doorstep this year. 

I’m not a bad person. In fact I’d go as far as saying that I’m a fairly nice person, a caring person, a fair person, a tolerant person. So if things happen for a reason, please can someone enlighten me as to what that reason is? Because I can’t see it right now. 

I’m not going to say Why Me? Because, quite frankly, why not me? What makes me so bloody special that I shouldn’t have a hard time more than the person next to me. I just struggle to know why all my babies couldn’t be with me now instead of just the one, special, precious one that was strong enough to stay with us. Why both my parents have been taken away from us so they are unable to witness my beautiful boy grow into an adult and give him the magical memories grandparents provide. Why we have been dogged with such bad luck where other matters are concerned. So to you people who say it, please give me the reason and if you can’t, then stop saying it to people when dreadful things happen to them because it doesn’t help. The saying should be, quite simply… “Things happen” and that’s the end of it.

So as I say goodbye to Summer and hello to Autumn I hope, beyond hope that our run of bad luck has come to an end and that the changing of the leaves will also bring the changing of our fortunes. As those leaves fall away from their branches and begin to become one with the earth once more, our misfortune will join them and leave the hope of a brighter, more fortunate future.