As of yesterday, Ashlynn shed the last piece of her babyhood. Her mouthpiece. Since turning 2 she's said good bye to diapers, her crib, and now her pacifier. It's actually going smoother than I thought, but I also knew she was fully ready and capable too.
For probably a year, maybe longer, we've made it a rule that her paci is for sleep only. When she wakes in the morning, it gets left in the crib. If she'd bring out, we'd make her put it back. Because she's been so compliant, we've let her have it longer than any pediatrician or dentist would probably recommend, but hey sometimes you choose your battles.
I've read countless tales of how to get your child to ditch the crutch, everything from saying it's lost, making them throw it away ceremoniously, having the "binky fairy" come and leave a big kid present in return, you name it.
So for months now, I've been telling her binkies are for babies. And if she'd like to give her binky to the babies, she could get a present. I'd ask her what kind of present she'd like, hoping for something small, but willing to give her a bicycle if asked. Her reply, purple.
A purple present.
Of course she's remembered this conversation, because her memory is INSANE. And she'll frequently tell me, "Binkies are for babies. Present. Purple Present. For Christmas." Because I think when I would ask "Would you like to give your binky to the babies?" and she say "No", I'd say, okay "maybe for Christmas", since that was the deadline I imposed upon myself.
A month or so ago, her pacifier had fallen behind the crib and when she went to nap and couldn't find, I took the opportunity to say, try sleeping without it. That didn't go so well, and after 20 minutes of tears and protests and me having to keep coming back to her room, I dug it out and gave in. Whenever we leave school and she hears babies crying in the baby room, she'll tell me "Baby needs a binky" and I'll tell her "Yes, binkies are for babies".
On Tuesday, driving home from the grocery store, she tells me the routine out of nowhere "Binkies are for babies. Present. I get a purple present". I tell her she can have a purple present, knowing I have the Elsa and Anna Toddler dolls stashed away for Christmas, but ready to use them at a moments notice, I say "Would you like a purple present like a purple Rapunzel doll?" She says "yes" with glee. I say "or would like an Elsa doll?" Which she freaks out. I didn't get to put her to bed that night, so we didn't get the chance to try a night without. Yesterday at nap, we decided... meaning Ashlynn was on board I took her binky and promised if she woke up from her nap and didn't use it, she would get a present. When I closed the door she cried, but when I kept coming in, and asking why she was crying (never mentioning that I knew why or the word "bink") she would just stay quiet or say something else. She never asked for it back. After her trying to protest that she wasn't tired and wasn't going to nap, I told her she needed to put her head down and stay in bed until her clock turned yellow because it was nap time, tired or not. I used some essential oils to help calm her and ten minutes later she was out. I took the Elsa doll and stuck it in a kraft paper bag stuffed with purple tulle for tissue since I promised it'd be purple and stuck it out her door. When she woke she saw it and she hasn't let go of her since.
(she's currently chilling in her carseat waiting for us to pick her back up from school)
She's asked a few times, "my bink?" and tell her she gave it to the new babies who needed it and made them so happy. She asked if it went to Kenley and I told her no, Kenley already has her binky, it went to new little babies. Hoping that would keep her from stealing her sisters, something thankfully she's never done! (I used to keep their different colors to signify who's is who's, but now they have the same). We let her sleep with Elsa and I ran the diffuser in her room to help with her sleep. She slept until 7am!
We are so proud of her, and she seems pretty proud of herself for earning a new special doll.