Calling all Superheroes! In the month of May we celebrated two birthdays. Cody turned 30 and Elijah turned 3. Since both of these guys are super in my eyes, I decided to plan a Superhero Birthday Party for them.
I can hardly believe it. One year has already disappeared and our little boy, affectionately called our little monster, is already one. We celebrated the his first birthday with a Little Monster Birthday Party, twice, because around here birthdays are a big deal.
But before we get to those details I want to share a bit about our little monster, Ezra Terry. Continue reading “The Little Monster’s First Birthday”
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 🤣
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.
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.
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 😄
Next on the toddler to do list: Potty training.
Almost every month since the day I moved west from my family home in Ontario, someone has asked me when I am coming back.
At first it was three years, 2013 was the year I was going to return to Ontario and enter the media field there. But, I met a boy and fell in love with him. He proposed and we got married in October, 2012. Continue reading “We’re not moving…yet”