Saturday, October 20, 2012
We're in the process of potty training Nathan. He turned 3 last month and has been letting me know when his diaper is soiled. His pre-K teacher had suggested potty training and I thought that he might be ready, but he's been throwing tantrums every time I try to put on underpants, sit him on or stand him near the potty, etc.
I'm going to purchase some Pull-Ups to see if perhaps he's agreeable to wearing those; Anthony's day school director had recommended not buying Pull-Ups since they're so similar to diapers and are more expensive. I did purchase a small potty that sits on the floor yesterday; Nathan chose it himself. It has a frog face on the back and Nathan can press a button on a module on the side so that a story is read to him about Frog using the potty. It also includes a book through which Nathan can look.
David seems to be extremely frustrated with this whole process. This morning, I unloaded and loaded the dishwasher and hand washed any dishes that would not fit in the dishwasher (all of which are David's "jobs" since we agreed on that; I wash, dry, fold, and put away all of our laundry). I also stripped the sheets off the beds and sofa bed, vacuumed the living room and sofa, washed, dried, and folded laundry (and am in the process of doing more). In the middle of it all, I've been trying to get the boys breakfast, change Nathan, make sure Nathan sits on the potty, etc. David's been sitting on his chair, watching TV, and putzing around with his cell phone since he woke up a couple of hours ago.
I'm just so frustrated. He says he wants a divorce and I know that a marriage does not usually fail because of just one spouse. Everyone (David's mom, sisters, my parents and sisters, our friends, etc.) says that I didn't do anything wrong, but it's still hard when someone tells you that he never loved you, married you because he got you pregnant, you drag him down and make him miserable, even if those words aren't true. I've been seeing a counselor to work through all of these issues, but it's still hard. David shows no affection, but we've gone out to dinner and a movie, talk more to one another now than we had, don't argue, laugh around one another. I'm so confused.