If you read The Pacifier Tree, then you are well aware that this moment was coming…
Today starts the baby’s first day without her pacifier, or as others refer to it her dear sweet “binky”. Why do people call it a “binky”? Who the heck knows? We actually never did use that term, we always just called it her “paci”. Regardless of what your family calls it, when you take it away from your child after they have had it for a year and a half, they are undoubtedly going to be pissed about it.
This morning, I was totally that mom. Who am I kidding? I am that mom every morning. But today especially, with my youngest distraught over mommy’s new “no pacifier” rule, in her bare feet, a wet diaper, a dirty outfit, eating a bag of sour cream n’ onion chips for breakfast — yep, THAT MOM.
Although I do let my kids occasionally eat potato chips for breakfast (total “Mother of the Year” here, folks), this morning it was a survival mechanism — it was the only way to calmly get her out of the door so that I could take my son to school.
Which pacifier began this addiction for my little tyke? This is the culprit — the amazing MAM-brand pacifier. All of my kiddies favored this comforting contraption.
Now, know that we are doing the “right thing” taking it away since our little lady is about to start school. I know that this pacifier removal is not going to scar her for life. I know that she will get through this as did my two older children. Still, it fudgin’ sucks. It sucks for the parents, the child, and her siblings.
So, what will this next week or two be like for us? Well, just imagine living with a gorilla who wants to eat a banana but you don’t have any. Or living with a shark who constantly smells blood and is dying for a bite. Even worse, it’s like living with a husband who is out of beer. Eek. Who wants to do that?
Speaking of my husband, the baby’s cries and screams are driving him freakin’ insane. There is something about the deafening sound of a monotonous and persistent whine that can drive a husband up the wall. Yep, that’s where my husband is right now — on the freakin’ ceiling.
So, how does Mom feel when everyone in the house is frustrated that they have to listen to the baby’s constant crying because big ole’ mean Mommy took away her dear pacifier? Mommy feels wiped out. Mommy feels like she just wants to give in to that little princess and give her the magic silencing medicine. But, I won’t do it. I can’t do it. She can get through this and so can I. We all will make it through this!
What I ask from you in the meantime is patience with me and my family during this trying time. I also ask that you keep any and all judgments at bay. Want another suggestion? Maybe just stay away from all of us this week as our pleasantry will likely be at an all-time low during the withdrawal period…
The worst, I expect, will be tonight…when our lovely angel is searching for her glow-in-the-dark soother and it will be nowhere to be found. Maybe I will start encouraging her to embrace her new “Big Girl” status by reading books like Emily is a Big Girl Now, and by teaching her all about what big girls do and don’t do — like use a pacifier.
Wish me luck folks and be sure to plug your ears if you see us coming…at least this week.
*Update: I gave in. Yep, I caved. But only at bedtime. I mean for real, there is only so much crying and vomiting-because-you-are-crying-so-hard a momma can take….at least this momma. So, I guess I’m not as much of a hard a** as I make myself out to be…cause the fact is, y’all gonna make me lose my mind, up in here, up in here.
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