Sometimes its just the Right Time

When Taryn was a newborn, she refused to take a binkie. It pretty much sucked for the first month or so, because its super-difficult to take an infant out in public and have no way to calm her down but to whip out the titty. And I ended up doing that a lot.

I received some of those cute little button binkie at my babyshower, and she would suck on it for all of a minute before spitting it out. So I went to Target and bought some of the orthodontic binkies, hoping she'd like them better, and she did.

But that was what? Eight months ago? And she refused to let me switch out her 0-3 month binkies with more age-appropriate sized ones. Every couple of weeks, normally when her only two binkies were crusted with peas or oatmeal, and covered in dog hair, I'd try to get her to take a bigger one (the 3-6 month size) and once again she'd take all of two or three sucks, and spit the bugger out. So I'd throw them in the dishwasher and hope she didn't get sick with e-coli or anything.

Because binkies are so expensive, I couldn't just go out and buy some new ones.

So after giving Taryn her breakfast today (oatmeal with pears and raspberries) I looked at her crust-covered, germ-infested, dilapidated-ass binkie, and decided to try again.

I rinsed it off, and popped it in her mouth, holding my hand under her chin to catch it when she spit it out.

And she sucked.

And sucked.

And turned her head to look down over my shoulder at the dogs while still sucking.

And I guess she finally decided that maybe her mouth will like this slightly bigger one better than the old ones. So yay! She's up to 3-6 month binkies now. I hope it's just because she's normal size for her age (See those italics? That's for Erika and Ally. They think she's normal. I think she's kind of dinky for her age. But we'll see at her next appointment, maybe the doctor will tell me to start giving her formula again).

But I think I'll hold onto the smaller ones for a couple days, just in case she changes her mind.