Tuesday, November 17, 2009
speaking of pacifiers....
...did you know that in england they're called dummies? and that where i'm from they're called soothers? and that my youngest son is absolutely A-D-D-I-C-T-E-D to his?
but before i get into that whole topic, thinking about how they're called soothers in canada caused me to remember this mouth-wateringly delicious snack that i've been missing out on for the past 5 years in all its stuck-to-my-teeth glory:
sour soothers!!! seriously, now that i think of it, i can't even come up with the american equivalent of this delicious treat. we have sour patch kids, but they taste nothing like the way i remember sour soothers tasting. (*note to my mom: this would make a great little birthday present!*)
so yes, samuel cannot live...er, i mean sleep without his pacifier. tristan never had this issue. he cried no matter what, so constantly pushing a pacifier into his mouth seemed sort of useless and then, at around 5 months old, he wouldn't even allow one near him, so that was that. trust me, though, he's had his share of sleep vices that i won't get into on this post, but you can read about here.
at first i was super excited that samuel not only took a pacifier, but that he was fashionably inclined enough to graduate from the big, honkin green thing from the hospital (that looked like his face had been swallowed by it) to something a little more tasteful and cute. it was so easy to get him back to sleep after a night waking because instead of the long, drawn out process that tristan used to need, all samuel needed was a re-plug of the paci and ta-da! all of his dreams, hopes and desires were fulfilled and back to sleep he went.
except then he got a cold. and, because he couldn't breathe through his stuffed-up nose, every time i'd pop the paci into his mouth, he was forced to spit it out just to get a breath....and then he'd cry because he wanted to suck on his paci again. those were some very loooong nights. so long that i contemplated weaning him from the pacifier all together. but then samuel's nose cleared up and i banished the ridiculous thought of paci weaning from my head.
until last night. what started out as an interruption of my enjoyment of "dancing with the stars" continued into an all night marathon of "lets see how many times i can wake mommy up tonight." tristan has a cold and he really loves his brother and he hasn't quite figured out how to share that love without sharing his mass of worms....i mean germs with him as well. so now i've got 2 snotty nosed little boys, one of whom is going to see the doctor this afternoon because the worms have somehow reached both of his ears.
after i'd get out of bed to re-plug the baby, i'd stumble back into our room, fall into the sweet warmth of pillows and blankets and sleep, and have just crossed over the divide between awake and asleep before another wail would echo to me from down the hall. when that happens enough times in one night, i've discovered that one's mind can go a little crazy, concocting strange inventions such as an elasticized piece of fabric to put around the baby's head with a pacifier sewn on the front, keeping it ever near him. of course, weaning the darn thing made perfect sense in those sleepless hours, but i have to say that now that i'm fully awake (with the help of a strong cup of coffee) and the sun is shining, the thought of going through the pain of paci weaning seems a bit drastic.
so tell me, those who have had a pacifier-addicted child, do you have any regrets from not weaning it earlier, or do you have success stories from doing just that? i'm not yet convinced that i want to go down that road because i know that it can come in SO handy most of the time. when i stick that little piece of plastic magic in my baby's mouth his eyelids immediately start to get heavy and you can just see him getting ready to fall into sleep. its quite miraculous and i'm not sure if i want to give that up just yet. but i'm interested in reading others' pacifier/soother/dummy stories.