When I was pregnant with Jack and swore that I was going to
do everything right. Well the problem
was in the grand scheme of things the day we brought him home from the hospital
was seriously one of the happiest yet, terrifying moments of my life. I remember pulling into the driveway. Jack was crying, my stress level was rising
because I mean why was he crying? We
went inside the house, changed his diaper.
Didn’t stop crying. Tried to feed
him. Didn’t stop crying. Perplexed and semi-panicked, I remember
looking at my mom thinking what do we do?
Then that was when Deb said do you have a pacifier? I looked at her horrified and said “Mom we
are not giving him a pacifier he is going to have messed up teeth if we get him
hooked on a binkie”. I remember my mom
rolling her eyes and saying “Where is it”.
I pointed hesitantly to the cabinet as my mom reached up and grabbed the
binkie. She popped it in his mouth and instantly
he stopped crying. My next response was
“Well maybe for a couple of days until he gets adjusted.”
Here we are two years and 2 days later after the day that my
mom messed up Jack’s teeth (Just kidding Deb) and Jack still uses his
binkie. We decided at 2 we would get rid
of it. I don’t know who is having a harder time with the transition Jack or
I? Right now that binkie to me is what
feel likes separate’s him from being a baby to being a big boy. It is the time in the day that I crave where
he just quietly lies in my lap before bad and slowly drifts to sleep. It is the bink that like that first day he
came home still lulls him to sleep. Jack
has been great about growing into big boy “things”. We got him off bottles by 1, went straight to
a straw Sippy, and have even started getting him to go potty on the toilet
before bath time. But this whole binkie
thing is killing me. He has only had it
for nap time and bed time for about 6 months.
But his school just got rid of it at nap time and are totally doing
their part. Now I know I need to do
mine, but I think that I might just need to put it in the hands of John because
I can’t do it. I know I can but I just
don’t want to…I am sure there will be many other moments in my life where I
will not be able to let go, and like the wonderful man my husband is he will
gently coax me to my senses. In regards
to this one I say a four day business trip to Vegas may be the perfect time to
execute. To the bink that saved us early
on I will be forever grateful, but good bye because our baby is a big boy.
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