We have finally kicked nappies at night!
It has been over a week now with no accidents. We finally gave in to the girl's insistence that she wanted to wear undies to bed "like a big girl!". She has so far done a great job.
Because that went so well, today, we started on the dummy
Dummies, amongst most people I know, are received with widely varying enthusiasm and my dentist certainly hates all varieties with a vengeance (he was quite blunt about it - until I was equally blunt back about the reasons we went with it regardless)
Without going into it...it was a last resort decision at the time given the circumstances and a baby that wasn't a self-sleeper.
So today...we whittled down the nummy usage to night only and we collected the four nummies she has and popped them in a box. This is so, in the near future (i.e. before the baby arrives) they can be sacrificed to the 'nummy fairy' or chosen to be put away for good by the girl (hopefully the latter)
She handled the day not too badly, considering. However, it was tragic to view all of the things she tried to do to get herself one hit (suck) of the addictive rubber bulb.
We had crying, determined stamping of the feet, anger, a small tanty and more crying. Then she was fine for a bit (obviously re-grouping and considering a new tactic) She then tried feigning extreme tiredness. Which, of course, you need a nummy for! (I am sure she would've slept all day if I had let her have the nummy)
Lastly, she actually found an very, very old flat one (only God knows where?). She diligently said she was going to put it into the nummy box. I did notice that it looked a little wet (I said nothing) but after she put it away, she came back to me and confessed...
"I did have a lick mum...just a lick...OK?"