Saying goodbye to the pacifier
*Like anything I ever share, this is not a how-to post; it’s a how-we-did-it-and-it-worked-out-okay post. Okay, carry on.
We planned multiple days when we'd take away the pacifier. But.... mama wasn't ready.
I decided we reeeally didn't need to do June's first plane trip ever without every possible comfort source. So, about a month into living in San Fransisco, I was out of excuses. I knew the best thing for June was saying goodbye to the paci. (Wahhhhhhh)
Chris' parents had given us all the deets for what they did. Honestly, we couldn't help but be a bit skeptical that it would work as well as they said it did for them. June really loved her paci. The actual problem (as usual) was that I worry about things more than necessary. Most stress occurs before "stressful" events for me. I call it pre-stressing. And it's sad that I have a name for it!
Okay, back to what worked.
One night before bed, we cut the nipple off June's paci and casually gave it to her with her "night nights" while she was watching a show on the couch before bed. When she discovered that it "broke", we acted surprised with her and comforted her but told her it wasn't fix-able.
Like every time I've ever worried, I really didn't need to worry. She was such a trooper. She definitely kept asking us to try to fix it with new batteries and "tapey-tape", but it didn't take her too much longer to fall asleep the first night. (I think the fact that she still had the fall-asleep comfort of her little lamb blankies helped a lot!) We tried to make it a non-event and let her hold it in bed. It got better every day until she forgot about it in about a week.
Now she says "'member I had a paci when I was a baby?" ... Like it was years ago.
I leave you with 'The Best of June and Her Paci'. Not dramatic at all.
PS. If you're in the please-give-my-baby-a-paci phase instead of the it's-probably-gone-on-too-long phase, here's a link to our favorite Natursutten pacifier.