Pacifiers

We gave both our children pacis from the get-go. Like literally, the day they were born. They both had issues with constantly needing to suck. As most mothers who breastfeed/fed know, you’re milk doesn’t come in right away. So, my babies weren’t getting anything but mad! Hubby and I decided that pacis, if they would take them, were the best things. Thankfully, it worked.

I thought they looked so stinking cute with their little pacis in their mouths!

I have a friend that posted this link the other day. I wanted to post a comment but was worried about starting a big discussion. I did it anyways.

My comment was simply, “Hmmm..Sissy had a paci until she was about 3, and Bubba had his until he was 1. Neither of them have ever had ear infections...of course mine hardly ever get sick. But when they do...it hits HARD!!!”

I admit. I was ready for some drama, just because that’s how mom’s are. We can debate for HOURS about pacis/ thumb sucking, cloth diapers/ disposable ones, vaccinations/ or not, co-sleeping/ kid across the house from you.

The original poster wrote that the article said “It says  "recurrent" therefore I guess if a child never had them in the first place, it wouldn't matter. I think both of mine would have had the ear infections anyway, but since they both had pacis until 2 1/2 - 3 yr old, I just wonder if it didn't make them have the infections more frequently...It's a thought to ponder. On the other side of ... things, I would have not have denied them their pacis. I think that is the sweetest thing, and they really are a comfort to some kids. And, I think the SIDS research is very true...”

I totally agree with that!

As much as I hated it back then, both my kids woke up crying when their pacis fell out of their mouths. So I would have to get up, and feel around for it, in the dark! Needless to say, it was usually on the floor somewhere under the crib!

I realize now, though, that I would have rather woken up to them crying, needing their paci, instead of me waking up to their silence.

I don’t care if you agree with me or not. I’m not trying to get you to. I believe that every, okay, most mothers do what is right for their child, their family, and their situations. That is all that any child needs!

Two years ago…

Two years ago today, I was the most miserable I have ever been in my life! I was almost 39 weeks pregnant, and had been in labor for going on 3 weeks.

I was sweating like a fat man trying to run a marathon in 100 degree heat…okay, so like me trying to run a marathon at all! I was tired of having contractions, but not dilating fast enough to start delivery. I was tired of being asked, “You haven’t had that thing yet?” or “So how much longer?” or “I bet you are miserable!?!”

I had written almost a whole post about this day, two years ago, but towards the end, I realized that I had already written it. So erased it all and decided to just link it. So it’s here if you want to read it.

Anyways, as the days get closer to Bubba’s birthday, I remember those last couple of days leading up to his birth. I was miserable!  I even remember the days when I first learned I was pregnant with him. I was scared! As I look back on those days I just laugh and smile to myself at how silly it all was.

Today, I have a handsome little boy. One who loves to cuddle, smile, laugh, irritate both his big sister and dog sister. He loves bananas, chocolate, being outside, playing with daddy. He hates being by himself, long car rides, being dirty. He may look like his daddy, but he acts like me. 

Bubba more than completes our family. I am so glad that God blessed us with him, and that He chose us to raise this little heart-breaker in the making! Now, if I can just remember all of that while I start cleaning house to get ready for his birthday party Sunday!!!!