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I loath that my daughter is a binky junkie. Another mom once said to me, "Well, at least she doesn't suck her thumb like mine. You'll have an easier time getting rid of it one day."

True. However fellow mom, do you ever have issues with your daughter's thumb falling off right before bedtime, disappearing, resulting in a major meltdown??

When they released us from the hospital, two days after giving birth, they included a binky in our going home bag, right alongside a squirt bottle to aid me in peeing with stitches.

I never thought I'd pull it out of the bag until my daughter showed her true self a few days later: Satan's spawn.  Fussy doesn't even begin to explain what I dealt with. As she's grown, I've realized she's a very passionate soul and tells you asap how/what she's thinking, but back then, as a first time mom, I had no clue what the hell I was doing and wanted to scream (or run away from this new chapter).

 The binky saved my life. I would put that in her mouth, swaddle her, play white noise, and instant success. At 13 months, she still wants it if she's tired and when falling asleep.

I'm not going to fight it, because if it's comforting, why keep it away? I already have it planned to start working on tossing it on her second birthday. It is beyond annoying when I'm "talking" to a toddler, and they have to pull the binky out of their mouth to speak.

What drives me crazy is when that little rubber asshole disappears. It's bedtime, my daughter is crying, giving me the sign for binky, and my husband and I are ripping the house apart looking for it.  Yes, I always try to have extras on hand, but it seems as if once a week, they all join together to hide from my binky fiend.

It will be a fun day when I finally burn them all at the stake.

Sigh. Anyone else deal with this?

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