Last week, after 4 and a half years we finally became a dummy free household. Both my children had a dummy and I’ve had mixed feelings about them. On Friday – D. Day, I had a few emotional thoughts about the dummy going and how we truly no longer have any babies anymore, but my overwhelming feeling is relief that they’ve NOW ALL GONE!
Here’s what I liked and hated about the dummy and how we finally got rid of them for good.
- I can still remember the first time my eldest daughter, Alice took a dummy. My sister suggested we try one after 2 weeks of constant demands for milk and crying. It was like magic. She immediately stopped crying and was comforted. We had peace and quiet for the first time ever!
- Babies look so sweet when they’re asleep and you can just see the dummy bobbing up and down.
- I know some people disagree with me, but I preferred the idea of a dummy rather than my kids sucking their thumb. Once the dummy is removed that’s it, it’s all over. But with a thumb, they can go on sucking them for years.
- My youngest (2 and a half) developed a habit of wanting the dummy during the day, especially when she was tired.
- I was worried about the effect on her teeth.
- The biggest issue for us was that in the last few weeks she would only have the pink one and on a daily basis she would lose it. We’d spend over an hour every afternoon looking for that blasted thing!
- Say no more. It looks fairly cute on a little baby, but the older a child gets the uglier it looks.
The Dummy Fairy
My sister told me that the dummy fairy came to visit my nephew. “You have to buy a present that they really want,” she said. My eldest daughter readily gave up all her dummies on the understanding she would get a scooter. Sure enough, she went to bed fine, with no dramas and that was the end of the dummy for her.
With Eva, our youngest, I knew it would be harder. For her present, she wanted some new swimming goggles, hair clips and a toy truck. Bonus for us, much cheaper than a new scooter, but I wondered if it would be enough to lure her away from the pink dummy.
She excitedly packed all her dummies away into a pretty bag, did a drawing for the fairy and we hung the back up before she went to bed.
Bedtime wasn’t great. She sobbed for ages until she fell into an exhausted sleep. I was then up and down a few times in the night.
Each day since then has got a little easier and I think we are over the worst now. She’s only asked for it once during the day. She’s so desperate to be keeping up with her older sister that I think this drives her on.