If this happens, try keeping a record of the times your child wees or poos in their pants for a week or so. If a pattern develops, target these times by taking your child to the toilet just before your child would normally wee or poo in their pants.
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Encopresis, also known as functional fecal incontinence or soiling, is when children pass stool (poop) into their underwear, in most cases accidentally. It occurs in children 4 years of age and older who have been toilet trained. The condition is more common in boys than girls. It affects 1% to 4% of children who are 4 years old, and the frequency of this condition decreases with older age.
I have a 2-year-old and an almost-1-year-old, and my days typically start with my daughter trying to pee in her potty, and then her brother sticking his hand in it to splash around. We rush around trying to find pants for everyone, dish up Rice Krispies, and then drop the kids across the street before hopping to work on the pre-industrial hand-cart that is the New York subway. Nighttime is basically the same procedure in reverse, cycling through several more pairs of pants before we fall into bed. My parents send out a Christmas card every year with the highlights, and mine, I am sad to say, include "scooped human poop off a lawn with a doggie bag" and "flashed repairman boobs while nursing."
We took a recent trip to Disney World because my in-laws offered and, I don't know, why the hell not push a double stroller around a theme park the size of a city while hoarding $16 light-up bubble wands? People seemed very concerned that my kids "wouldn't remember" the trip, and that it was, for whatever reason, a "waste." But that's a weird way to look at early childhood in general. Our kids aren't going to remember their mom tandem-wearing two babies while walking the dog (0/10 would do again), but don't you think that the effort to keep her kids happy in that moment meant something? That the minutes you spent hiding under the coffee table in a drawn-out game of Hide 'n' Seek counted? (Disclosure: my daughter is not a great finder.) That the hours you spent cutting up grapes into really tiny frickin' pieces add up to something a bit wonderful?
We are really bad about celebrating good moms in this country. We are much, much more excited about giving book deals to white supremacists and focusing on people who live-vlog their journey unicycling across the country. But moms, you are doing a great job. You know the books your kid loves, and you know which jammies are right for the particular strain of global-warming on any given night, and you are the climbing apparatus of choice for your small, crazy offspring. No newspaper is running a piece called, "Area Mom Is Generally Hitting It Out Of The Park Once Again," but the moms I see around me are constantly doing that.
They're caring, and respond to their kids night and day with patience and larfs. They skin their knuckles hollowing out pumpkins, and ladle pee from potties to toilets likes it's an expensive bisque. They go apple picking because that seems like a picturesque childhood thing to do and then say "OK I GUESS I'LL MAKE EIGHT APPLE PIES NOW WHY DID WE GET A FULL BUSHEL WHY." They cook frou-frou infant zucchini pancakes only to find their toddler hates the things, and wind up feeding them Dr. Praeger's instead. They take little videos of their kids yelling out things like, "I have nipples!" and send them to a masterfully curated group-text of people who await this breaking news with excitement. They order Christmas cards that make their kids look adorable and them look like a tired 45-year-old pitcher. 2ff7e9595c
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