First, I have to comment on Rachel's drunken weekend and pacifier blues... this might be the weekend to drink those Skinny Girl Cosmos again. Call up your friend again and see if the dads will handle bed time while they are at it! Good luck to ya - the only thing I did right with my youngest daughter is take it away (cold turkey, by the way) at 13 months. Granted, she had thrush and I was told that it was quite painful to contract that via breastfeeding, but it was a flawless process. I was quite worried as well, but 13 months is world's away from 28 months. You can do it Rachie!
As was mentioned, I took my two older girls to Arizona to see their grandmother during Spring break. As a result, I was away from my 23 month old daughter for 7 days and nights. For the recrod, I put all 3 of my kids to bed every night and it is often a juggling act with lots of waiting: one or more whining they need help brushing and having to wait for me to break free, one falling asleep waiting in their bed with a book or two in my bed waiting, waiting, waiting. We just can't seem to get it down to a science due to nap schedules, activities that make them more or less tired, etc. Most of the time my husband will read books or watch TV with someone while waiting for me to actually put them to bed. He never does it and they don't want it. So, naturally my little one was pretty worried and confused when I was suddenly gone. She acted much the way she acts with the babysitter - constantly searching and on edge. But, within 3 days, she was attached to my husband like glue. They came up with their own routines: getting a cracker to bring in her crib before bed, waking and eating oranges and crackers in our bed, rocking in the chair several rounds before bed, late night rocking in the chair until she pointed that she was done. Needless to say, this was not going to work for my already-busy work load in the house. (I will say that David changed the crib sheets and our bed sheets the day we came home - thankfully. But, when I asked if she took a bath every night he said that he thought he just gave her one bath early in the week... good lord).
Sunday morning, when she called DADDY from the crib instead of my name, I immediately went in with a huge smile on my face and arms open wide. But, she seemed just as confused as I imagined she was with my husband in the beginning of the week. She just looked at me for a while and asked for a cracker and orange. When my husband finally woke up, she went right to him and preferred him for the day. The next day we got to know each other again and since then she is both mama's girl and daddy's girl. He put her to bed on Wednesday night and they played outside this evening. The extreme attachment that she and my other two girls also had at this age diminished and maybe not for good but for the time being. It's a nice thing for both of us.
Nighty-night.
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