The potty chronicles

Well, we have officially started the potty-training process. We have been going for about 3 days... to sum up:
day 1 - we both wanted to die.
day 2 - watched her like a hawk; considerably fewer accidents... considerably tired of the whole process.
day 3 - she just needs to poop! But will actually say "I need to go potty". progress, even though it ends up with me running to the potty every 10 minutes.

I cant wait till its over. David is actually much better at the whole process than I am. Somehow he manages to make it fun - rather than a "mom is going to kill me if I don't relieve myself while sitting on this uncomfortable chair with a hole in the middle".
My prayers over the last few days have been short, sweet and to the point...
"Please - just let her PEE!"