My husband was at soccer so it was just Kennedy and I. It was the evening and I was tired but she told me she had to poop. I asked her if she wants to go on the potty and she doesn’t scream “NO” which I took as a good sign. I took off her diaper and tried to put her on her Baby Bjorn potty. She refused so, I then tried to put her on the big potty. Again, she refused (by this time poop is literally coming out of her butt). So, I kept her diaper off and kept her in the bathroom with the door open. She sat on the Baby Bjorn potty but every time she sat down she got poop on it which she then told me “Uh Oh” so I had to clean it up. This goes on forever and nothing materialized. I thought, okay maybe she’s done. Finally, she gets off the potty and closes the door on me and the dog in the bathroom (I can’t even remember why the dog is in the bathroom). I tried to get out but she has pretty much barricaded the door (luckily there's a window in the bathroom if I needed an escape). A couple of minutes later through the door I heard an “Uh Oh” and she let me out of the bathroom to discover a pile of poop on the rug. To make it even grosser, the dog tried to eat it.
If the thought of a diaperless child didn’t get me giddy, I might be putting this off for a long time :)