I woke up at 3am that morning to the sound of my hubby telling me that Joel has just peed on the bed. I had a mattress laid out in the living room of my apartment, and while my hubby dealt with the wetness in the bedroom, I took Joel out to the living room. I didn’t take him to the toilet that time.

When Joel woke up at 6am, he had another accident. This time I rushed him to the toilet, hoping that I had just caught him in the middle of peeing. Nothing came out, meaning that he was done. Sigh. I reminded him to pee in the toilet instead of anywhere else. He didn’t seem to care as we was still halfway awake.

I took the chance to re-read the e-book I printed out. Oops. There were a few things that I overlooked and didn’t follow. I was suppose to have him in underwear so that he can feel how uncomfortable his poop or pee is. It’s also a good way for him to signal to me — whenever he has the urge, he just goes to me and pull his pants down while saying “shee-shees?” and I’ll know that he wants to pee. So I started doing so.

Another oopsie I did was to ask him if he wants to go pee. What I was suppose to do is to instruct him to tell me if he wants to go. So that’s another little change of strategy. Now I instruct him to tell me if he needs to go shee-sheesh, but I still did it like every other minute or so. He looked like he was ignoring me every time I said it, but at least I know that I’m reminding him constantly.