My Baby

I know it's time. Really I do. It's just that ... it's just that ... she's my baby.

It's time to do away with the Binkie.

As I see her pile of six or seven binkies on the bedside table, something inside me pulls - tells me it's time to push her from the nest. Time to finagle a way to delete the binkie dependence.

Here's the deal - naps. She takes naps. Good naps. Naps are made possible by our good friend, Binkie. I really enjoy naps ...

Oh boy --- sigh --- this is the part of motherhood which weighs on my soul. To do what's right for the child or what's easy for the parent?

Like so many other options in life ... the easy way out is never the right answer!! Dang!!