The whole paci thing was never a problem until a week ago. She customarily only got it in her crib and that was good enough for her. But she got really sick a few weeks ago and I just let her have it all the time since she looked so pathetic. After she got better she couldn't kick the habit and was actually getting more and more dependant on it. We were at a family reunion with tons of little babies last week and she strolled around the party pulling all the pacis out of the newborns mouths to claim for her own. I didn't realize what was going on until I found a small mountain of strange pacis next to me on the picnic bench and realized all the babies were crying. Pixie had a shiny new one plugged happily in her mouth in one more in each hand.
And so it ends. She's 18 months old and facing her biggest loss yet. On day one she asked for it a few times and couldn't take her morning nap. On day two, she cried in her crib for a while but then somehow found one stuck between her crib and the wall and napped happily. Today is Day Three and I've carefully checked her crib area for contraband paci's and put her mismatched collection of stolen pacis on a high shelf. Already, her shrieks have subsided into low, infrequent moans. With my luck, she'll become a thumb sucker.
I sucked my thumb until I was 5 years old. I'm the 6th of 9 kids and all the big sisters were doing it so how was I to know better? But when I was five my mom went on a anti-thumb campaign and put up posters all over the house with a picture of a little girl sucking her thumb with a big X over her. Then she promised me that if I stopped sucking my thumb she would buy me a Cabbage Patch Kid. This was at the height of Cabbage Patch Kid mania and stores were frequently back ordered. How could I resist? I had coveted one of those creepy hard headed dolls for months! I kicked the habit in no time and my mom presented me with Adrienne Jacobina, the Cabbage Patch Kid with blonde hair, green eyes and a left sided dimple just like me. On our first night together my mom snapped a picture of me sleeping happily, snuggling with Adrienne and sucking my thumb. Life was sweet.
Despite my track record, I have high hopes for little Pixie. Right now she's softly babbling in her room, repeating "paci...paci...paci" over and over in a cheerful little voice. Which one of us will crack first?