Tooties and Humiliation

Sahara has transitioned into full-time panties! Hurray! In about two weeks time, she has become so grown up. No more pacifiers, which I love and no more diapers, except during nap and bedtime.

But with this new found potty freedom comes great amounts of embarrassment. For me.

We went into a public restroom at a restaurant that had three stalls. Two were occupied and that left the middle one for Sahara and I to use. That would usually be no problem, except that the woman to our right was having some, shall we say, bathroom issues. Loud sounds protruded from her stall, and Sahara, who was standing right next to me in the middle stall, asked, quite loudly, "Hey Mom, what's that sound?"

At that question, my heart began to beat extremely quickly, and grabbing a toilet seat cover, I began crumpling it up right in her face, saying, "It's the toilet seat cover. Isn't that a funny noise it makes when you crinkle it?"

I knew this wasn't going to cut it, unless a miracle occurred in that bathroom. But, I hoped for it anyways. It was not to be. Instead, she got a quizzical look on her face and said, "No, that's not it. I hear tooties."

This bathroom was not large, and everything that came out of my little girl's mouth echoed quite loudly. There was no mistaking what she said, and there was no hoping that the woman to our right did not hear her. At this point, I wanted to laugh out loud so badly, and yet die of humiliation. I tried stifling my laughter, but it became even more difficult when Sahara kept repeating her findings and asking me if I could hear the tooties.

I threw her on the potty and tried hushing her. The stall to our right was painfully quiet. No laughter and no more 'tooties.' I decided that we would either make a quick get-away before the woman came out, or if she opened her stall first, we would stay in there for as long as it would take until she was gone. She left first and I made excuses to Sahara as to why we couldn't open the door of our stall yet. Thankfully we did not cross paths outside the bathroom and as soon as we reached our table, I was able to laugh.

Even though it's great having her in panties, I guess there was a good side to having her in diapers!