Potty training success...again!

So it's funny how every time Aaron and I decide to break the girls from something, we do it on a whim. When breaking from pacifiers with both girls, we only did it because we lost all of the pacifiers we already had and we were too broke or too tired to go buy more, hence no more pacifiers for the girls. With sleeping in their own beds, it was only because Aaron and I were tired of getting smacked in the face during a restful slumber and a queen size bed really is only big enough for two adults, not two adults and a face smacking toddler, bod-a-bing girls sleeping in their own beds. With potty training we simply ran out of diapers. So Monday morning came and I noticed we had 4 diapers left. Now these 4 diapers would typically only seem like diapers but to an eight month pregnant women who dreads the grocery store with two extremely energetic little girls, these 4 diapers are gold. I didn't want to go to the store for more so we simply decided Monday morning we would commence with the potty training. Here I am thinking I'm all smart starting training so I wouldn't have to go to the store, yeah I was wrong. We had to go to the store anyways to buy a little potty, new pretty panties, and incentives. Three packs of diapers would have been cheaper. Yup, I'm a smart one!  First 2 1/2 days were brutal and I actually threw in the towel at 9 am on the third day but then I thought about how hard the first two days had been, how exhausted I was, and how determined I was to see this thing through to success. My mommy second wind kicked in and to boost overall energy and moral we came up with a potty dance. That was the key! Excess celebration! The rest of the day went great and she even woke up twice last night by herself to go potty. So I sit here now, exhausted but happy because my baby is potty trained (just in time to start buying diapers for another pipsqueak). Potty training success in a little less than four days. Oh and we still have four diapers left. So "The End" to potty training for child #2, at least until her next accident.