The Joys and Bloopers

My Fy Part 2

My son will be two years old in a week. In my last post, I know I said my husband and I will be getting rid of the "Fy" by then, but it doesn't look like that's going to happen. He's so attached to it. Well, maybe they're both attached to it because when my son has it in his mouth, my husband's trying to pull it out! I know as for me, I don't mind that he has the pacifier right now. It does not harm my son in any way. He enjoys it, so it's okay. As for my husband, I don't think he shares that same sentiment. My husband tells my son, "After your last "Fy," we're not buying anymore, boy." My son looks at me like as if he wants to say, "Mommy, where did you get this guy? Is he serious?"

My son, to me, is still my little baby. He still has things to learn. Right now, he's in the process of going through this pacifier withdrawal stage. I believe he will know in himself someday soon that he really does not need the pacifier. If he has it in his mouth on his wedding day, then my husband can blame me, but come on...my son is only going to be 2!

We all go through our individual growth stages. If there is ever a time you find you've stopped growing, you probably need to check yourself. As little children, they need help to get to that next level of growth and maturity, and we as adults do too.

I think my husband forgot he used to be a little kid. We never remember when we were as little as 2 years old, but we know we were 2 before. My husband better hope that when my son gets older and has to take care of us in our old age, he does not say, "Hey dad, you really need to get over being so dependent, now change your own diapers!" I hope neither myself nor my husband won't ever have to wear diapers in our age, but you see my point, right?

We'll see what this stage holds for my son, and my husband, for that matter. I know in the process my son is learning and growing and has his own experiences to go through. And the goal is, he hopefully won't be packing a pacifier in his school lunch box or in his cop car if he decides to be a policeman! Can you imagine my son reading someone their Miranda rights with a pacifier in his mouth?? I didn't think so, me either!!

In the meantime, are there are any other moms out there that have their own "Fy" stories to share? I would appreciate the feedback on any tips you have. Please comment below. I'd love your support. Down with "Fy!"

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Got To Get Rid of This "Binky" "Paci" "Fy" (as my son calls it)

My son will be 2 years old in about a month and his pacifier, "Fy," as he calls it, has got to go. Now, I did nurse him for 19 and a half months and he does not have a favorite blanket or toy; just his "Fy." It's like his best friend. They have this love/hate relationship like 2 little tween girls. He loves on it most of the time, but when he doesn't want to be bothered with it; for five minutes at the most, he tosses it. Then he gets upset when he can't find it right away. We have spent hours on end looking for "Fy" when my son tosses it and crying for it like his life is on the brink of utter disaster. Once we locate it, my son is as giddy as a little old lady in church.

It just makes me laugh on the inside of how many pacifiers we've lost around the house. I don't know if any other parents have had this problem, but it's so weird how many pacifiers just disappear at a whim. One day when my son is 16 is probably when they'll show up.

What is it about the pacifier? In some ways, the pacifying goes both ways. For parents that decide to allow their child to use a pacifier; it's for peace and quiet when you have a crying, whiny child. You pop it in their mouths and it satisfies both parent and child. For the child, it becomes a sense of security. It becomes the "hope" in their life besides mommy and daddy. For the parents, it's sheer bliss for those moments they are not whaling.

When I was pregnant with my son, I "vowed" not to introduce a pacifier to him. I would watch videos and read articles about parents who were totally against pacifiers. I told myself that I wouldn't give my son one. But, then reality hit like a bolt of lightning and out went the opinions of those parents I would read about and in came "Fy." It seemed to be a solution for a little while.

My husband and I are trying to figure out ways to get rid of "Fy." We tell him that when he turns two, no more "Fy." He just looks at us like we have four heads or are speaking a foreign language. He and "Fy" are probably scheming together right now on ways to outsmart mommy and daddy, but they have another thing coming! Out with "Fy!"

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Toddlers, Little Voices and Tantrums, Oh My.....

It's been a little while since I've been a new mother. My son will be two years old next month and isn't all that little anymore. My husband and others always remark how big my son is, but he is still somewhat that 8 pound bundle of joy I brought home from the hospital. He is still my little boy. Time really does fly and most times I hate that it moves so rapidly.

Now, he's growing; growing into a little man right before my eyes. It's as though I see it, but don't want to see it. Of course, I want him to grow up and do all sorts of wonderful things and be his own wonderful person, but I still want him to be my little boy. He's just too much. Stop tears!

When does a woman graduate from new motherhood to a seasoned pro? Is it when the child starts going to school or maybe when the mother has more than one little one to take care of? I don't know the answer to that question, but I do feel like we as mothers never stop changing and never stop growing in this role called motherhood.

Now my son is creating his own little ways about him and having his own not so little tantrums at times. He's a toddler, not a baby anymore. He's seeing things and having opinions about things. Who knew all of this stuff would occur. He’s taking my hand and walking me around. He’s telling me to “Sit, mommy” in his own little voice.

Motherhood, being a mommy, being a 24/7 nurturer is a lot of work. We as mothers go through so many different emotions on a daily basis, not to mention if we're also a spouse to someone, oh my goodness! We really, really have to try and keep ourselves in check. It is a lot to handle sometimes. But, the love, the downright unconditional love, that love that conquers all keeps us whole. I would have life no other way.

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A Little "Me" Time

As a mommy now of 22 months and change, finally I have begun to be able to have a little “me” time. When I first had my son and probably up until he was about 19 months old, I felt “mommy guilt” about ever needing “me” time. Right up until the time he was 19 ½ months old I was breastfeeding him and he demanded a lot of me. Now that it has been going on four months since he’s been completely weaned, he is not as demanding. I mean, don’t get me wrong, he still requires all of my attention and I give it to him happily because he is my little Prince, but now he is getting bigger. He is able to be a little more “independent,” of course as about as much as a 22 month old would be able to handle, which is not much. But, that little independence gives mommy some necessary “me” time that we as mommies so desperately need.

During that time, I try to do the things I need to do for me. Most of the time it ends up being “house” time because I’m either doing the laundry or cleaning, but at least I don’t have a toddler on my heels during that time. Then there are those times when I can sip a cup of hot cocoa or have a Bible study over the phone with a friend. During those times, I can run out to the store while my husband watches our son. Sometimes I’m able to go to the hairdresser to get my hair done while the baby is at home with my husband as well.

This “me” time is so important for us mommies. It allows time for us to clear our heads, cater to ourselves and find balance in the midst of an energizer toddler, diaper duty and the day to day rigmarole.

It’s awesome when you have a support system in place that understands you need that “me” time and gives you the time. If you don’t have a good support system, it is extremely vital that you get one. There is no doubt that we love our little ones unconditionally, but let’s be serious; sometimes they can really be a little much. So that well deserved “me” time gets us to a place where we can reflect on ourselves for the moment. This in turn allows us to be better mothers to our children and better mates to our significant others. It also allows us to be better individuals.

Just because you’re someone’s mother doesn’t mean you have to totally give up on yourself. In fact, being someone’s mother means you need to better yourself. Without taking whatever time you can get to nurture yourself it makes it hard to meaningfully and adequately nurture another. I believe we as mothers have placed so much guilt on our shoulders and that really should not be. We must love ourselves and not feel guilty for doing so. Our children are much better taken care of when they have a mother that can take care of herself.

So mothers out there, I besiege you to allow yourself the “me” time you so rightfully deserve and require. You will be better off in the short run and long run and so will your child. And a well-cared for mommy is an even more well-cared for child.

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