Friday, June 1, 2012

Stink Eye

Our sweet, clever little boy didn't smile for Baleen yesterday. Not even once. When I walked up the stairs just before 6pm, he was in mom's arms, grumpy, and looking to his left, well away from mom and out to anything that wasn't her. Then, to show her what she'd been missing, he gave me a big'ol smile meant to melt his mom's heart. 

It did, but not completely, because Baleen, the occasional two marshmallower, had spent a day breaking an early dependence: the pacifier. The Dragon Boss has taken to the pacifier, as some of his friends hadn't, which has served mom and dad well during the day and the occasional night. But the last few nights he's been spitting it up every hour or so, meaning mom and dad don't get more than an hour of sleep before he cries for us to reinsert it.

Internet opinion was divided, as it almost always is, with strong opinions telling us to get over ourselves and just put it back in every hour, others telling us to go cold turkey and let him cry it out (CIO in baby care blogging as I'm learning), and others offering half solutions like poke a hole in the pacifier and only use it during the night. We went cold turkey. 36 hours in, the first 24 had some rough patches, but with a great, full sleep on Thursday night, the last 12 have been great. Fingers crossed.

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