We have been talking about this day for a long time. Sentences beginning with, "When your binky breaks..." have been commonplace in our house and she knew all the answers: "I will be a big girl and not have a binky," "I will go to sleep without my binky."
Words, words, words.
I was sewing Halloween costumes (pictures of which may never make it to this blog depending on the results), and suddenly Lucy started screaming from the next room. She came in with this broken little thing and said, "Fix it, Mom. Fix it right now." Ouch.
I knew that it was time to give up the binky. I knew that there would be a few tears and that it would be hard for Lucy to go to sleep. I also was keenly aware that neither of us slept last night because she decided that 3:00 was a perfectly fine time to be awake for the day after already being up at 1:00 and 2:30. This should have been an advantage because she should have been tired enough to fall asleep without her binky.
Nope.
At naptime, she just screamed in bed. This afternoon she ran around in circles trying to stay awake.
That was fine.
I was strong.
Fierce.
Dragon Mom.
I was also so tired.
And that's when the regression began.
I can handle screaming and I can handle tantrums, but throw in a few "accidents" and I'm toast.
Between the hours of 3 and 4, she went through 3 pairs of underwear and a Pull-Up. I felt like I had a puppy, not a daughter.
Before you shake your head and think I'm weak, I need to mention that Kelly is out of town and I spent most of last night up with Lucy.
Here she is just before her eyes shut:
Yes, that is a new binky. We hope it lasts until she is ready to give it up on her terms.Definitely not dragon mom material.
More like jellyfish mom.
5 comments:
Amy, you are hilarious! I think it's awesome that you lasted so long!
I don't think you should worry about any titles other than the most important one - you are Survivor Mom!
Don't worry, you are not alone. I am going to be the same way come binky-D-Day for Tommy and I am in no hurry for that day to arrive. He is addicted to his binky like it was crack. Crude, I know, but true! So he and Lucy can be binky pen pal buddies when they are teenagers. :)
Come on, look at that face! It is a hard thing to give up a binky...I concur with Rachel...you lasted way longer than I ever would!
Hey, you don't have to worry about the binky doing bad things to her teeth until she's five. Enjoy the peace and quiet!
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