All Hail Your Potty Ambassador! HAIL, I SAY!

You know how sometimes, you're like, "Ugh, I don't want to go to the gym/dentist/DMV...I wish someone would just PAY ME to do it?"

Well, perhaps this is un-parent-y of me to admit, but that is totally how I feel about potty training. Imagine my delight, therefore, when I was contacted by Pull-Ups to blog about potty training T. My wish! Granted! Huzzah! I'm excited, but also scared, because this isn't like when I blog about lip gloss, or hobos, or any of the other topics I know like the back of my hand. You see, I am by no means a potty training expert, so this is going to be...fun? Interesting? Possibly involving numerous laughs at my clueless expense?

I'll be writing about the process at my other blog over the next few weeks; my first post is live, so please come check it out. And my god, HELP ME:

So, I have to admit something—up until recently, I was feeling pretty good about myself, in terms of the whole parenting thing. I mean, sure, it’s really a “learn on the job”-type gig, but with rare exception, I wasn’t really questioning my skills.

Like I said, UP UNTIL RECENTLY.