Since Emmalyn has turned two, Peter and I decided it was time to get her off the binky. I was tempted to keep pushing it off but Peter stayed strong. She mainly only has it for nap/bedtime. Our game plan was to have her give her binkies to one of the babies in the neighborhood since she is a "big girl" now and doesn't need a binky.
Emmalyn was really upset when I took the binkies that were at Brittany's house and put them in a bag. She cried. :( It was sad but I wanted to make sure she saw exactly what I was doing so that she could understand that they weren't going to be there anymore. Then at our house we got the binkies there and put all of them in a cue little bag. She grabbed one and didn't want to take it out of her mouth but eventually did.
She walked around holding the bag and refusing to put that one her mouth in there. I had been prepping her for this and talking about what we were going to do and she wasn't happy about it.
Emmalyn held the bag as we walked to one of our neighbor's houses. She then held the bag and handed it to the baby. Emmalyn watched as baby Grayson's mom opened the bag and gave one of them to him. He held them and stuck them in his mouth while she watched and then gave me a hug. She was okay.
That night when she laid down, it hit her and she kept saying "please" and begging for her binky. It was so sad as she say there with her hand on her cheek just saying "please". I walked out and she called after me. I thought she was okay but then for like 20 minutes she kept calling out "Momma" but not really crying. I eventually went in and comforted and left and she was OK. It killed me to see her so sad even though we've been talking about this for a week.
The next day it was rough with Brittany during nap time. Britt said she cried for 40 minutes.
The second night there were more "please"s and she called for me for 10 minutes then I went in and told her to go to bed and nothing else.
The third night still more "please"s and she called for me for 15 minutes before she was quiet.
On night four she still asked for them and said "please" and then called for me and sort of cried for awhile before I went in and told to go to bed.
Those were the worst nights. After that she didn't totally forget but her pleas were not as intense.
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