Stop me if you've heard this before. We are taking Connor's soother away for good this weekend.
Okay. I know I've heard it before so you must have too. I have only myself to blame. We started off as expected, with tears and a restless sleep. But it got progressively worse until he would scream holy murder at even the hint of bed.
I know this is funny coming from a mother who has no trouble doing CIO with her 8 month old baby but I couldn't stand to see him so upset. I caved in, thinking, meh, he only has it for sleep time anyway so no worries.
Well, Mr. Magoo is 2 1/2 now and it's time. I've started prepping him. I cut the tip off of one of his soothers today and gave it to him. He took a suck, pulled it out and looked at it and started crying. So we decided to pitch that one and stick with 'purple doo doo'
Tomorrow is D Day.
I don't know if I'm getting soft in my old age or if my perspective has just changed. Connor is my rainbow baby and that certainly affects how I view parenting and motherhood. My recent tragic reminder of just how precious our kids are has affected it too. So the thought of purposely causing my child grief is not going over well....but in the long run I know it needs to be done.
I just hope Sean hasn't got his heart set on sleeping for the next few weeks.
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