Potty Training Continues

So I just realized I never finished my post about potty training Em...I know, I know, exciting times!

So by end of day three she was 90% pee and POOP (I hear this is a huge deal) trained!  We have, however, hit a few speed bumps since then.  She has done AMAZING at home and has had maybe a couple accidents since our 3 day bootcamp.  At home she uses her "little potty" on her own and doesn't need to tell me when she needs to go...she just GOES...Praise Jesus!   However, venturing out of the house has been a different story!  She will NOT go in a public restroom, and I know it's not because she's afraid of the "big potty" in and of itself.  Every once in awhile she will TELL me she has to go and I'll put her on the "big potty". I do have a couple of rather large purse (I call mine the Barney bag), but I'm not willing to shove a training potty into the mix!  After the doozy that happened Monday, I'm honestly quite surprised I still have all of my hair!
  As part of our local MOPS committee, I volunteered to head a community service project that involves creating quite a few fleece tie blankets.  SOOO, another friend on the committee and I met at JoAnn's to pick out some fleece.  We had been there a while, they have about umpteen million different choices of, so I start thinking to myself "hmmm, better check and see if my daughter needs to go potty".  Stomach in knots, I take Em to the bathroom where she continues to scream, cry, and stiffen up her entire body so I can't even sit her down on the toilet.  She basically makes a gigantic scene, everybody stares, and I feel like curling up in a corner with a sign that says "STOP JUDGING ME"!  She does this EVERY time I try to take her in public, which is why my stomach was in knots.  Anyway, I digress...
So we get back to my friend, who is waiting in line while our fleece is being cut, and I kid you not, no sooner than 3 minutes later Emery stands and pees on the floor in the middle of JoAnne Fabrics (sorry Em, don't hate me when you're older).  I was MORTIFIED!  I rushed her off to change her clothes, went back to clean up the puddle and then pretty much high tailed it of there.
Needless to say, I need to figure out how to get Emery comfortable with doing her business in public. HEELLLP!
On a more serious note, I really found myself wishing away this phase in both her and our lives and then I came across this quote:  "Don't waste the season of life you are in now because you want the next one to come".  Oh how true that is!  I already find myself missing my children and they are nowhere near grown yet! What a great reminder to cherish EVERY moment with my children...even the hard ones.

The things I never knew...before I became a mom

I never knew the things I disliked most about myself would be reflected right back at me through my child...how humbling an experience that has been.

I never knew how much my child's giggles could quickly become one of my most favorite sounds on the planet!

I never knew an "I love you mom mom" could erase the weariest of days from my mind.

I never knew I could long for bedtime all day long...and then miss them the minute I laid them down.

I never knew how concerned I would be with the color, consistency, and occurrence of someone else's poop.

I never knew I could feel like I had everything and nothing  figured out all at the same time.

I never knew I would gain super human powers...super duper human hearing powers!

I never knew that my feelings would be enhanced to such great proportions.  That I would share every emotion of  fear, joy,  sadness, and excitement my child has and that it would be magnified beyond what I ever thought possible.

I never knew there would be such a community of women (all of you other moms) routing each other on...this brings on a whole new meaning to the phrase "it takes a village"

I never knew that, while I fully expected to teach my child things, that I would REALLY be the one who was learning.

I never knew that it all would come full circle and I would finally "get" just how MUCH my own mother loves me...what do you know she was right, AGAIN :-)

I would LOVE to hear about what you 'never knew' before you came a mom! Ready...GO!