Just like that.
You were no longer a baby, no longer connected to the last of something that tied you into the same category as your sister.
We’ve heard this before, (especially at dinner time) “I’m not a baby, don’t feed me like a baby.”
Yet you still held tightly to that tiny piece of babyhood by not letting go of the pacifier.
Anytime you were tired you would find that paci, get your blanket and come snuggle with me.
I love the snuggle time. I know these days are limited. There is no way I could get your 12 yr old brother to snuggle with me. He is too cool for that.
I love the smell of your hair as your head lays on my shoulder.
I love how you are still tiny enough to fit in the crook of my arm.
The other night you went to bed without your beloved paci. I didn’t even notice until I was on the way to bed myself. There, sitting on the counter, was one of the only two pacis you have left. I know the other one was in a basket in the kitchen, but this blue one sat all alone on the counter in the dark.
I knew that at some point during the night I would hear, “Mom, I can’t find my paci.”
But I didn’t. You never stumbled into my room at 3am wanting to snuggle after a bad dream, and I never heard you utter a word about the paci.
The next morning, you woke bright and early and never looked back. When I asked you about it, you simply said, “I”m not a baby anymore. I don’t need it.”
And just like that. You weren’t.
You let go of that last bit of babyhood, and you did it on your own terms.
I know the “experts” say that a child shouldn’t have a paci after about a year.
I also know that your brother Wyatt let go of his on his own as well and it was a beautiful transition as well.
I will always say that letting a child let go of something they hold a particular attachment to on their own terms is the best way to go.
No child has ever taken their pacifier to college .
I’m loving watching you grow right now.
I love seeing you letting go and moving forward.
I wish I could handle is as beautifully as you do.