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I'll never...Part II: That Damn Binky

Since I was clearly going to breastfeed my child (only weirdos have problems breastfeeding), we were never planning to visit Binky Town, USA.  Maybe after three months of age, when we were past:

1. Confusing her #nippleconfusionhuh?
and
2. Making her lazy #thoselazyinfants

Then Day 8 of Charlotte's life was here.  Not only was she all up on the formula, but I was super into any pacifying I could get my hands on. And so we packed our judgy bags and hit the BINK.

We hit it hard.

I can't tell you how many moms see pictures of my kid with bink-in-mouth and say "I wish (insert cool kid's name) would have taken the binky!" Apparently regardless of the extensive literature against pacifiers these days, most moms would prefer to risk the terrifying ill effects of the binky and make their kid happy again.  I say "again" because literally seconds ago he/she was in fact happy.  Then the wind blew, they got pissed and you had to decide:  Baby wrath or Binky Town?

Lotti is outgrowing her bink a bit on her own at this point since she has discovered her thumb, and entire fist that is much more satisfying to stick in her mouth.

Of course there is much to learn out there (who has the time to write all these books???) about the thumb vs. pacifier.
You can't take away their thumb.
They don't need you to soothe (by giving them the bink) if they use their thumb
Dentists say....
and on and on.

Again, I leave you with my ongoing lesson and sentiment:
Do WHAT WORKS.

Note:  Real hashtags were not used in this post...it's merely a way to make fun of our social media and world at large.


Same day:
To Bink or not to Bink?
Charlotte's biggest dilemma 




Coming Soon
Part III: What's that Baby doing in my Bedroom?

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