Love/Hate Relationship

I have a serious love/hate relationship with pacifiers. I struggle with it daily. Mostly, I struggle because Peapod (and my husband) have a love/love relationship with "paci."

I love it because Cheyanne loves it. It makes her happy. It calms her down. It comforts her. We have games with it when I'm changing her diaper- I bounce it on her belly, she grabs at it and laughs hysterically.

I hate it because ITS A PACIFIER. It is this weird plastic thing that was created to take away the ability to calm herbabyself without it and it covers that beautiful smile!

I try not to take pictures with it in, but every now and then, one slips in without me realizing it.

Hate it. So, just so I'm clear- Cousin and Husband- I am speaking to you here- I completely blame you for my love/hate relationship with paci! You introduced it into my life and now I can't leave the dang house without it. Its a constant question as I walk out of the house, "Where's the paci?" UGH!

The only cute pacifiers I have ever seen are these called Wubbanubs.

If I could go back and give one of these to Cheyanne, I would because they are just too cute. The idea of her cuddling it while she sleeps, too cute! Plus it might have saved me some serious lack of sleep hours if she could find her paci on her own in the crib instead of waking up without it and crying for me to come find it and "plug her back up."

I try to not let her have her paci during the day unless we are out and about. Since she's a pretty shy little girl, paci seems to comfort her during stranger anxiety. Or there are fussy times that I have to give it to her which I loving call "plugging her up." She also only gets it if she is getting into something, which recently means paper since that is her newest obsession. Paper anything. If she sees it, she wants it. But, that doesn't go well with her other obsession of everything going in the mouth. The two don't mix. That's when paci is required again. Exception. Exception. Exception..... again ugh.

I gave in on the paci. Husband won that battle. Of course, he won and then he left so I've been here smoldering on this stupid stupid. Doesn't seem fair... But, its okay. I may have lost that one, but I'll win when its time for that paci to go bye-bye. I'm counting down the days... There will be none of this child walking and talking with a paci in her mouth. Sorry baby girl. Soon as the words start coming, the paci is leaving. We're gonna nip that one in the bud. And Hubs, decision's made. I win. :) Hopefully. 

So, readers- What do you think of pacis? Love them? Hate them? How long do you think its okay for a baby to have one?