I have a love hate relationship with my daughters pacifier. Better known as the adoringly loving name of paci. We have always used a pacifier, never had nipple or bottle confusion, and honestly I relied on it as a means to peace and quiet. Our pediatrician told us to yank it at 9 months and I nervously nodded my head in agreement. Knowing full well, mama wasn't yanking that paci. It was for both of us after all.
Now here we are approaching two and the paci has turned into a full on obsession. She sees it, she wants it and if she doesn't get it...watch out. Because the terror's of two that up until now have seemed a myth have reared their ugly head. Her mouth opens long before you hear the scream, the crocodile tears pour out nice and large and then she just lets it rip. Oftentimes a whole body flop to the ground is followed.
I don't know who this is going to be harder on her or me, but I am tired of that damn piece of plastic dominating our life. So you have any tips lay them on me (and if I am still talking about the pacifier in a year don't hold it against me!)
Five on Friday
19 hours ago