Things that no one tells you before you have kids...part one

Disclaimer: This post is not for the faint of heart. It deals with the ugly mess of potty training.

I believe that when the doctor handed me my first born, he should have warned me about potty training. That dear, sweet, darling child peed in his diaper (most of the time) and pooped there too. Well, I expected potty training to go basically the same way. You know, pee goes in the toilet as does poop.
Not so.
Well, where does it go? Just let me tell you. Pee: goes on every possible surface in my bathroom (and somehow in the hallway outside of the bathroom door), but very rarely makes it into the toilet. I will take any advice BUT the Cheerio advice. Tried it, doesn't work.
Poop? Only those mothers who have scrubbed the poop out of cherished Mickey Mouse underwear can understand. There are no words to describe the utter disgust that that involves.
So here we are, warning or not, in the middle of this journey called potty training. We made it through another day with only one accident. And guess what? I have ANOTHER BOY to potty train when this one is finished.
P.S. Thank you mom. I am just beginning to understand all that you did for me!