Saturday, August 1, 2009
This is one of the last photos I have of Esmé with a dummy. I left it uncropped to give the context: that's Scotland whizzing by in the background in the closing days of 2008 - when she was 20 months.
By the way, don't you just love the term "dummy"? It's what everyone in South Africa was calling it, and I think it describes that zoned-out look that accompanies it just perfectly.
I never had any really strong feelings towards dummies either way. I briefly tried two different kinds with Esmé as a newborn - and she didn't like them at all.
And I wasn't getting much sleep at all, pacing the floor all night trying to keep her asleep. As soon as she was put down, she would wake up again.
We had a breakthrough moment; we tried a different brand of dummy. And she loved it! And all of a sudden she was sleeping by herself, and I managed to get a little sleep (not much, mind you), and the fog lifted and the sun shone! (And the church bells rang and the flowers bloomed.)
So for the first year and a half of her life, we've made sure we carried a dummy with us everywhere we've gone. Usually two or more, in case one got lost. You didn't want to mess with a baby without her dummy!
She wasn't obsessed with it, but it helped calm her down or even fall asleep in the car. And over time, she just stopped asking for it, and I've stopped carrying it around.
Even in the photo above, she wasn't using it as a pacifier. She was just goofing off, throwing it on the floor and saying "Mommy dummy!" over and over while I protested that I was actually quite smart.
So it's been a very peaceful and self-motivated weaning, for which I'm very grateful.
(Actual breastfeeding weaning is a whole 'nother story for this stubborn little girl... Which leads me to believe that if Esmé hadn't gotten off the dummy so easily, we might still be dealing with the dummy issue when she starts college.)
On my left sidebar a little ways down, you'll see a JuiceboxJungle video box. I finally played it today for the first time (since most of my computer time happens while Esmé is sleeping or watching a DVD and I don't want to risk the noise factor). It's currently playing a rather interesting overview of the whole pacifier debate.
What do you think? Dummy? Or no dummy?