Bearybear
A firm believer in the unbelievable
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This is the OP. My son will be 6 when we are in Disney, turning 7 shortly after we get home. He's in first grade. And I guess people are attacking me, so I need to explain myself.
My son is capable and able to go to the bathroom in the men's room by himself with me outside the door. However, he's not capable of waiting for me outside without wandering away. I have a disease that right now is not controlled, but the doctors and I are working hard to get it in remission. I have to go to the bathroom approximately 15 times per day. I have diarreah that sometimes makes me take a long time in the bathroom. My son knows to face the mirror and wait for me. He knows "mommy has a tummy owie" from his many visits to me in the hospital.
If I was bringing his best friend, who is a bit more mature, I'd let him wait outside. But after way too many near heart attacks looking for him, I just don't think I want to go through that again. If he is outside my stall and I see his feet start to move, I can say his name and he remembers he has to wait. He knows not to peek.
I am sorry to have started such a big debate. I wish people would not attack others as if they know what other people are going through. If those who attacked me could walk a mile in my shoes, they'd be singing a different tune.
My son is capable and able to go to the bathroom in the men's room by himself with me outside the door. However, he's not capable of waiting for me outside without wandering away. I have a disease that right now is not controlled, but the doctors and I are working hard to get it in remission. I have to go to the bathroom approximately 15 times per day. I have diarreah that sometimes makes me take a long time in the bathroom. My son knows to face the mirror and wait for me. He knows "mommy has a tummy owie" from his many visits to me in the hospital.
If I was bringing his best friend, who is a bit more mature, I'd let him wait outside. But after way too many near heart attacks looking for him, I just don't think I want to go through that again. If he is outside my stall and I see his feet start to move, I can say his name and he remembers he has to wait. He knows not to peek.
I am sorry to have started such a big debate. I wish people would not attack others as if they know what other people are going through. If those who attacked me could walk a mile in my shoes, they'd be singing a different tune.