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This is not the way to get one.

Friday, 10 September 2010

The Great Dummy Extraction

So tonight is the beginning of no dummies. That's right, NO dummies. The Toddler has them for sleeping and as a general comfort item...but I think it's time for them to finish up.

I certainly won't be winning any 'Best Mummy' awards tonight, and the Toddler may or may not smother me with my pillow during the night in a terrible act of revenge.

But the Guru and I have discussed it and we think it's best to get it out of the way now.

I realise that yesterday I was mourning the loss of my baby...but for some reason I don't associate dummies with the Toddler being a baby or not. The dummy is just a dummy and it started out as a way for me to get some peace as the Toddler was a comfort sucker. And my boobs just weren't up to the task. Now I look at them and all I can see it a giant plastic thing that blocks her beautiful face from the world. And makes her sound like Maggie Simpson.

Thanks Google and

So they're going. Tonight. No if's and's or but's.

I'm going to do a dummy hunt with the Toddler and collect all her dummies and put them in a pretty bag. I've been explaining to her for the last couple of weeks that the new babies in the world would like to have dummies of their own, and they would be very grateful if she would donate hers. So we will place them in the bag for the babies of the world.

And during the night, the faeries will come and collect the dummies to give out to the babies, and they will leave her a special present to say thank you and to remind her that she is a very generous and loving person to give up something to important to her for the new babies.

Yes, it may sound silly and over the top - but I want it to be as positive as possible for her. I know there will be tears and requests glaore and a string of sleepless nights. But it's worth it in the long term.

So dummies - gather your things and make sure your passports are valid - because you're going on a long trip and won't be coming back.

1 comment :

  1. Good luck.

    I don't remember the first few nights with Munchkin. Pretty sure I lasered that part of my memory out.


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