I've had it up to, oh, here with comments I get when people realize that Isabella still takes a paci. It's her safety net. Her comfort zone. Her soother. It's what gets her through a tantrum when nothing. else. will. And I'm sorry, but I refuse to give into demands for snacks, candy, tv shows etc.
I realize that one day she will be off the paci. I have yet to see a 16 year old driving down the road with a paci in their mouth--so I'm assuming I'm safe in my assumption that she won't be taking her paci for another 12 years.
I don't dog on other parents who do things differently. I certainly don't judge other parents for how they decide and choose to raise their children. And most importantly? I will never make a bitchy comment to another mother for how she is raising her child and the choices that she is forced to make every single day.
So, just a word of advice to any motherbitches {thank you, Shell, for this uber fabulous word} that may be lurking in the shadows:
Do not assume that because my 2 year old still has a paci that I am a bad mother.
Do not assume that because my 2year old still has a paci that I have no control over her.
Do not assume that because my 2 year old still has a paci that I can't figure out how to break her of the habit. It's not like she's out smoking and drinking--it's a pacifier.
And do not, under any circumstances, assume that because my 2 year old still has a paci that it gives you the right to offer parenting advice or to act so shocked that she has a paci.
Does it annoy you when you get snarky comments about how you raise your children? I typically ignore it. Or choose to blog about them *insert sugary sweet smile here*.
*This happened irl--not in blogland. Just wanted to make sure that nobody thought I was talking about them. xoxo
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Tuesday, April 13, 2010
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