Nappy Intervention

This was something that I had been avoiding. Besides the obvious fact that Miles is not a baby, why take away something that has been keeping the peace?! I remember watching something on TV and the subject of the pacifier came up and one lady goes, "Well if it keeps my son happy and quiet, I'll keep him on it 'til he's 14--it don't matter!" Hahaha!

It's been 5 days since Miles has been weaned off of his most loved object in the world, his nappy aka pacifier. He has used it to put him to sleep since I had weaned him from nursing. It's a lot of work to put him down for his afternoon nap cause he tries to avoid going to sleep as much as possible. But at night, after we read a few books, he asks us to tell him more stores which we make up, usually involving transformers per his request and he'll fall asleep listening.

The first 2 nights were a nightmare for all 3 of us. I have to admit feeling guilty for taking away his comfort. He would cry and scream for over 2 hours during the day and also at night. It seemed as horrible and difficult as getting a drug addict off of a drug! Seriously, the screaming, crying, tossing, turning, sweaty, sleepless night and day reminded me of a scene off of Trainspotting or Requiem for a Dream. Miles was moody & grouchy all day long--he seemed like another person! I had to wonder where my easy-going son went!? But after we got over that 2-day/2-night hurdle, it has been A LOT better. I actually just hid the pacifiers "just in case." I remember the first night, he actually said to me, "Mommy, why you don't want to share my nappy to me?" And then he asked, "Are you mad at me mommy?" And I responded, "No." Crossing his eyebrows and frowning he tells me, "I'm MAD AT YOU!"


(that was the expression on his face!)

Omg, I wanted to laugh but I just put on my poker face and said, "It's OK if you're mad at me, I still love you." And of course he jumped to the other side of the emotion spectrum and smiled and said, "I hug you mommy." In the morning aftermath, Miles wakes up so proud that he did not use his nappy and loves to tell us that he is a big boy. He's totally associating his big boyness to everything else, including the potty.

This morning, when I took him with me to use the bathroom, he said, "Mommy, pull my diaper down please." So I did, not thinking too much of it. But then he tries to sit on the potty but looked uncomfortable, so he stood in front of it, waited a bit, and the next thing you know I see him peeing in his potty!!!! OMG, that made my day! I was so proud of him, I woke Justin up and we both hugged him and you know the deal...And all Miles had to say about it was, "I'm a big boy--I pee in the potty."

Before, it use to take a really good Hip hop show (like the Blackstar party I went to on Saturday, OMG MOS DEF is the best btw) to make me sooo happy. It use to take finding a few really good records to satisfy me. But now, as a mom, I'm just as ecstatic and more satisfied to watch Miles hit a milestone, like going pee on his own.

Oh, the joys of motherhood!


Miles and Justin like to dress up as ninjas.