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Weaning

I was waiting until after our vacation to wean Nathan from his bottle and pacifier. I had him down to two bottles a day until vacation and teething and sickness almost destroyed us all. We caved and started giving him anything he wanted to temporarily end the constant crying and whining.
Here's the thing, Nathan LOVES his pacifier. He would keep it in his mouth while he eats and only remove it between bites if I let him. He's like a chain smoker of the pacifier world. And I loved the pacifier. Every since the fateful day when he cried all the way to Chicago and we discovered that the magic silence bullet, the pacifier has been our secret weapon of silence. It worked most of the time no matter what he was upset about. The pacifier made it all better.
I started only letting him have the pacifier during naps and bedtime. And I learned that I have one determined little bugger on my hands. He cried for an hour and pointed to where we keep the pacifiers (above the fridge). I finally just took him out on some errands to get our minds off the fact that life was over. I am hoping we are over the worst of the transition and can be done soon.
Here he is with a cold and no pacifier.






The pacifier in it's final days.













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  1. We cut off the sucky part of Ethan's pacifier and let him find it. Binki is broken! It was still rough for a day or 2. I wish we would have weaned him from it at 18 months, because he was way more attached at 2 years.

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