PEE AGAIN.... I am going to loose it...

Used to be a time when I blogged a lot about our 'poop experiences'. You can look back here and here and here and see a few of my tearful trials and pleas for anyone to compassionately understand.  I developed expert skills at cleaning random things from virtually everywhere.  We never ran out of duck tape to keep his diaper and pants on at nap/rest time and cleaning supplies to clean the endless string of messes.  My problems were much larger than any I had heard about or imagined and no one confessed to similar issues.

And now at age 7 I am at my most stressed wits end with curious issues.  I waver because it could be: "busy" boy and not making it;
flat out LAZY;
not able to feel things until to late;
freaked out by sounds;
or just plain testing my patience.

He has had a weird bout with accidents of late resulting in constant need for a spare pair.  We don't leave home without a second/third pair of pants.  Even when reminded and forced to bathroom, we have experienced accidents. They happen anywhere, at any time.  If I could get a handle on them, I would.

He neglects to flush the toilet.  He runs and refuses.  There is not a thing I can do about the sound a toilet makes when it flushes.  Public restrooms are often worse than our home.  He tries to be as far as possible when the "WOOOSH" of water happens.  And at home, he just leaves it.  As imagined, it is grossly annoying.  I can tolerate it IF he is making it in the toilet and I am not cleaning up a mess. Pick my battle so to speak.

I have discovered poop in the trash.  I have accidentally come upon wet pee saturated carpet in his closet (discovered it while searching for the horrible pee smell).  I have cleaned poop from the shower.  I have cleaned pee from the walls and floor and toilets.  Today I tossed a shower curtain and all the toys from the tub when I discovered he has been peeing in the shower in the mornings so he does not have to flush.

I have bribed.  Yelled.  Taken privileges.  I have cried.  Cleaned.  Found a way to get urine smells from my carpet and shower.  I am a professional cleaner of sorts.  I have been calm and compassionate and only developed a slight eye twitch.  I have hugged him even when he is a mess and told him I loved him but that I do not love pee.  We own "Everyone Poops" and "Bear in Underwear" ~ both encourage good bathroom habits.

I am at my wits end.  I have mentioned, complained and told the pediatrician and therapist.  We do not think it is a "plumbing" issue but more sensory, stubborn, curious....  After our latest incident, I have decided he will have to be monitored for a while in the restroom.  This of course made him really mad.  I have no other solutions.

The struggles are very real my friends.  I have a library of literature about sensory processing disorder, ADHD and behavioral issues and nothing touches on bathroom issues to the extent that I have questions and need answers.  The struggle goes beyond a battle of wills between knowing what he should do and actually doing it.  The struggles are never ending and deflating.

Today when my husband gets home, he will hear how I single-handedly scoured the bathroom from top to bottom, eliminated some toys from our household, calmly managed to get the truth from my child! So you see I am in fact an expert on cleaning urine from things.  I do it often and efficiently.  It is not a chore I relish.  If you come over, you will never know it and it is safe to sit anywhere.   And how is that for a Friday?  Just a regular day in "paradise"...