There has been a change in our house that I have not spoken of. Not because I am ashamed, but because I don't want to jinx it.
When Michael was a baby, he was not interested in binkies or lovies. I thought that was great until a little before he was a year old he latched onto binkies and Shirt and all hope was lost. See, I was a thumb sucker, and I know how hard it was for me to break that habit. In fact, it's something that I did not achieve until I was nine years old when my orthodontist had to place a metal rake in my mouth. We won't even go into how long I've hung onto my security blanket...
Anyway, last summer we tried to get rid of the binkies. In fact, we had gotten to the point that Michael hadn't used one for a week when he started with the night time wake-ups. I'm not going to mince words here, I am weak at 3:00 in the morning. I will give in to just about anything to get some sleep. And give in I did. Michel asked for a binky and I gave him one.
With all of the recent illness and night waking, you would think this would be a bad time to try and get rid of the binkies. However, something strange happened a few weeks ago. Michael stopped asking for them at bedtime. He didn't ask, I didn't give him one. After a week of this I collected them all and hid them. He hasn't asked for one since. I have no idea what happened, but I'm not going to complain. Michael has been binky free for about three weeks now.
Even stranger than that, Michael has also abandoned Larry the Mama Snake and Hannah the dinosaur. One morning he got up and just left them behind in bed. He hasn't asked for them since. They are still in his bed, but more than once I've found one or both of them tossed on the floor in the morning. I guess he just doesn't need them anymore.
And I'm ok with that.
Well, maybe a little sad at how quickly he's growing up.
But what mom isn't?