With my first I couldn't wait for the next milestone. When would he roll-over, when would he crawl, when would he walk? With my second it all seemed to happen so fast I almost missed it. And now with my baby every milestone truly is bittersweet.
Ryder loves his paci-- remember this.
I really wondered how in the world we were going to get rid of it as he had it all the time,
"Should we throw away your pacis?" I would ask Ryder on almost a daily basis.
"No!" he would loudly answer.
On Monday, Ryder sat on my lap and cuddled with me. "Should we throw away your paci?" I asked.
"Okay." he said.
I sat there shocked. But I knew I had to run with it. I went and grabbed a zip-lock bag to put it in before we threw it away, just in case.
"Two more in bed." Ryder told me.
Wow- we were really doing this.
As we lifted up the lid to the garbage can my heart sunk. Where we really doing this? I suddenly didn't want to. My baby was giving up his paci's.
But we did.
That night at bedtime he asked for his paci- I reminded him we threw them away. He cried for a minute, then hugged his puppy dog and settled in to sleep. Yesterday morning he did check the garbage only to find it empty. Thankfully his nap time yesterday- minus the paci was a success.
So yep- very bittersweet my baby is growing up.
Linking with Shell today