WeÂ recently decided it was time to giveÂ up the pacifiers and declare our home paci-free. I never intended to become a “paci-mom” but somewhere during those first few weeks of the girls’ lives, sleep became an necessity and thus we decided that having parents who could function was far more important than our previously held opinions on pacis. (Come to think of it, I’ve changed a lot of my previously held opinions on many parenting issues…but that’s a whole ‘nuther post.)
Over the past 2 years, we’veÂ continued to cut back when and where pacis were allowed until we got to only using them for sleeping. But, oh, how they are loved and needed for sleeping. Not much different from how I crave that first cup of coffee in the morning, when it’s bedtime there is only one thing on their minds… the PACI. But, it was time. One by one the pacis were starting to wear down and the practical side of me (is there any other side of me?) said that there was no way I was going to be buying new pacis for 2 year old children.
We planned our transition a week in advance and decided that the best way for the girls to understand was to “give” the pacis to a baby. We packaged them up and took them to a friend’s house where they eagerly gave them away. They were excited to do this but I don’t think they fully understood the downstream effect of giving the pacis away…
“Where are we going tonight?”
“An day uh’s house”
“That’s right. Ms Andrea’s house. What are we going to do there?”
“Give baby pacis!”
“That’s right – you are going to give pacis to the baby. You are big girls now – do big girls have pacis?”
“No big girl pacis. Baby pacis”
“That’s right. Babies have pacis.Â Are you aÂ babies?”
“That’s right. Only babies haveÂ pacis and you are big girls.Â So when you go night-night, will you have a paci?”
And so we started the conversation again. But they never really got it until it was time for bed that night. Only then was it was crystal clear what it meant to be a big girl. Oh, the tears! Growing up is so hard (I still struggle with it at thirty…something). We remained strong as they delivered their opinions on the matter for the next 20 minutes.Â Then, all was quiet. Sleep… ahhh, beautiful paci-free sleep!