How we kicked the soother habit

Anyone else have a two and a half year old in love with his soother (sous, pacifier, su-su)?

From day one of Elijah’s little life our MAM pacifiers were a sanity-saver. He and I struggled to get a good thing going when it came to breastfeeding but he seemed to  want to suck on something, anything really except my breast. My mom went out to Walmart and brought back some infant pacifiers. 

So Mom, Elijah’s soother addiction was your fault ­čĄú

I can remember going for a walk up town one day when Elijah was about two months old and having to turn around because somehow I managed to leave without grabbing the pacifier. I had hopes and dreams of running errands, enjoying the sunshine, stopping in for a visit at the office. All these hopes and dreams were crushed as soon as Elijah started crying (and boy could he cry!) and I realized I had forgotten the magic pacifier. 

I turned around and walked the seven minutes home with my screaming baby. I am sure we disturbed the whole neighbourhood. Grabbed his pacifier and realized I had lost valuable time and sanity and chose to stay home and enjoy the sunshine outside instead.

This incident (and the 100s like it) are why we had no less than six pacifiers within an arms reach at all times. They were in the diaper bag, the car and truck. Several rooms in the house. Everywhere. 


Fast forward two and half years. Many pacifiers died a sad used death, a couple got snipped by a frustrated parent *cough*wasn’t me*cough,* or lost. He had one left. 



Then, one day after being warned that his sous would disappear if he didn’t leave it in his room, Elijah was forced to say goodbye to his last pacifier. Gone. One minute he had it, the next it was in two pieces. 

I snipped it. Not in front of him, that may have traumatized him for life. But I snipped it and presented him with both halfs. The following pictures accurately describe how he accepted he news. 


I admit I did it out of frustration, but I might have never found the motivation otherwise. 

How did the first bedtime go? Flawlessly. As did every nap and bedtime after that. He has asked for his sous at bedtime a handful of times but after being reminded that it’s gone, he moves on.

So how did we kick the soother habit? Cold turkey. And it worked. 

I hope we’ve inspired you who are trying to figure out how to muster up the courage to kill the soother. There is no right age in my mind, do it when you feel ready. Good news is that if snipping your toddlers soother is a terrible mistake – every Walmart, grocery store and Shoppers has replacements ­čśä

Next on the toddler to do list: Potty training. 

Staying nourished, staying sane 

A busy toddler and a sick infant mean my hands and time are infrequently all my own.

Over the last week my six month old has struggled with a terrible cold. Never have I used our Nose Frieda and Hydrosense nasal spray so frequently. I think we’re finally over the mountain of boogers, but his voice is hoarse and I don’t doubt that if he could talk he would tell me his throat hurts. This means he’s miserable and wants to be held all the time.┬á Continue reading “Staying nourished, staying sane┬á“

Colourful rice bin sensory play activity

The cold weather (and the cold weather colds) have set in, which means our opportunities to burn off toddler energy outside are getting more difficult.

Elijah gets whiney when he is bored so this morning I decided to put aside my thoughts about the mess it would create, and make him a sensory rice bin.┬á Continue reading “Colourful rice bin sensory play activity”

´╗┐Parenting + Coffee = Success

My five month old has decided that being awake for two hours between 2 a.m. and 4 a.m. is a good plan. Meanwhile, my two year old is ready to conquer Mount Everest at 6:45 a.m.


What does this mean for me?

Coffee. Lots of delicious coffee.┬á Continue reading “´╗┐Parenting + Coffee = Success”