Monday, March 19, 2012

The Bink


Pacifier, foofee, binky, bink, paci, Fred, whatever you call it, I don't like it. I've heard horror stories about the trials and tribulations parents go through trying to de-bink their toddler and it just isn't something I am interested in dealing with, is that selfish?

This is the story of how I became defeated by a little piece of plastic and rubber.

I've never been a fan of "binks" as we call them and from the start I didn't want Alex to have one. But that first night at the hospital, he hadn't eaten anything, breastfeeding wasn't working, and he was not a happy little baby. The lactation consultant gave him a bink hoping it would help him learn how to suck. I wasn't thrilled with it but I understood the purpose of it. While breastfeeding didn't happen as I've discussed in a previous post, I continued to try the bink with him to no avail. I have to admit I was really excited when Alex refused the bink after we left the hospital. I was pretty excited, he was able to self soothe himself and I wasn't going to have to break him of it later.

Well that all went straight out the window the moment he started teething. In a weak moment after hours and hours of crying, I pulled out that green hospital bink and plugged up that hole. Of course, that particular one was a little small for a 7 month old so we had to go out and get some new ones. So there it was, it happened. I lost the battle. I just couldn't help it, it worked. It calmed him down and seemed to make him feel much much better. He never really sucked on it , still doesn't, he chews on it like you would think he would do with a teething ring or teething toy. So now I am faced with the task of trying to figure out how to make this thing go away. The real problem is, he's not the one that's attached to it. I AM! Ugh! How did that happen? Is it bad parenting, lack of will power, laziness? I honestly think he'd get over it without a problem if it just wasn't there anymore but it's my husband and I who are looking for it when he gets fussy and starts throwing mini-fits. A common phrase in the evenings has become "plug it up." I try to tell myself it's not a big deal, I'll just let him have it when he sleeps. Doesn't always work that way unfortunately. Oh well.



Oh and something else I really really really really really really (you get it?) dislike about the pacifier....... it is a picture ruiner! It takes the adorableness potential out of a lot of shots. Darn you bink! Go away, you are not welcome in my memories!




2 comments:

  1. I totally understand! Mason never took one but Piper was in love with it...and so was I. We ended up breaking her at a year old. I cut the tip off and she no longer wanted it after a day or two. I wanted to break the habit sooner but she was cutting teeth and I needed her to have it as much as she needed to have it. Best of luck to you with this battle. :-)

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  2. A year old is the plan with Alex. We're just 2 weeks away from that so I've headed into "panic" mode. Oy! You are absolutely hitting it with the teething. It's the only reason we haven't taken it away yet, I know that it helps him and at the same time helps Kris and I maintain a little sanity. Teething is a cruel cruel milestone!

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