We went all last weekend without a pacifier for AndyZ. I never went out and bought one because I didn’t realize how attached he was to it. I thought he’d just find his thumb (like he does at school) or just not even care to not have it.
WAS I WRONG!
He spent the whole weekend miserable. The fact that I didn’t go buy new pacifiers until late Sunday is something I’m not sure I can even explain in a way that doesn’t say, “Kim’s a MORON.” But I didn’t. And we suffered so. I’m not sure if he’s just teething and wanting it more than usual, or if we underestimated his addiction to it. Either way? He spent the weekend really wishing he had something to suck on.
I went to take a bath late Saturday and I put him in his bassinet. I wheeled the bassinet towards the bathroom so I could see him from the tub. This is the position he put himself in and stayed that way during my ENTIRE BATH. He just sucked and sucked on the edge of that bassinet like it was providing him with mandatory nourishment.
Let’s just say that when I finally went out to buy more pacifiers? I bought several. And I now have them stashed in various places around the house. I’ve learned my lesson.