After what feels like two years, but has just been a little over one, I can proudly tell you that my child is potty trained. I went into the process feeling prepared and optimistic. I had all of the relevant tools and resources to guide me on the journey. I had backup plans for my backup plans in case my chosen method failed for our kid. Throughout the process, we had triumphant successes and major defeats. I ugly-cried over a pee-stained car seat and bought myself chocolate when we had a good week. For a while, I had nightmares that we would never get there.