We knew it was coming. The time was drawing near and we could all feel it. We knew it would be hard. We knew it would be a battle. We had to be ready. We picked our day. We prepared ourselves. We planned and plotted and discussed until we felt we were ready. Finally the day had come. "P-Day" as we liked to call it. It was the end... of... THE PACIE.
We chose a Monday... seemed logical. We discussed it with Grace the entire previous week. She had agreed that in exchange for a HUGE dump truck she would give up the pacie EXCEPT at bed time. This seemed reasonable so all parties agreed. It was a rocky start but all-in-all it was easier than anticipated. She is several days in and doing awesome. She barely asks for it at all. I am so happy to see her beautiful face without that green thing in the way.
Like potty training we decided against a "cold turkey" mentality when it comes to these major milestones. I hear people say all the time with potty training and the pacie "you know you could just do it all at once and it would be easier than you think". I realize this is the prevailing notion with most milestones. That just doesn't work for us. With a child like Grace change is traumatic. EXTREMELY traumatic. She spends a great deal of time in OT working on things like transitions, schedule changes and the unexpected. So for her pulling the rug out from under her can be a catastrophe. So instead we let the girls tell us (not always verbally) when they are ready. It works for us.
Here is our homage to Grace and her pacie. It was a beautiful love affair. :D