So. I caved and gave Tricia a bink last night. She was crying at the breast, but she kept re-latching. Then she’d cry a little more. She was obviously not interested in food — she just wanted to suck. My pesky ol’ boobs wouldn’t cooperate and stop with the milk already. So, I gave her the bink. I felt like the worst mom ever until I realized that she was off to SleepLand without any more fussing.
Now before anyone freaks out (like maybe the other AP parents who read this :grin:), the bink is a last resort. She gets fed, changed, snuggled, etc before we offer the bink. But it has been offered, and it has been well-received.
So, yes, I’m the worst mom ever. But I’m the worst mom ever who’s got a content baby. I can live with that…until she’s going to prom with a bink. Much like co-sleeping, though, I’ll deal with the repercussions of giving her a bink later. :grin:
