Well, last night didn't exactly go as great as I had hoped, but it also wasn't as bad as I had expected. After listening to Sutton cry for the better part of 3 hours (despite the fact that we went in there twice with fresh sippy cups of water and reassuring pats on the back), Mitch made the decision that it's probably NOT time to wean him of the Soothie yet. First of all, he's only 15 months old, and although we'd love to break both boys of the habit at the same time, it's probably going to take a bit longer for Sutton to figure out another way to soothe himself. After all, he doesn't "get it" yet that he doesn't actually need it. We decided that it's probably not the greatest idea to have Sutton crying for hours on end when we're trying to keep Sawyer asleep so that he doesn't wake up and in turn start crying his eyes out because he's awake and missing his Soothie too. Sooo, that said, we're going to wait a couple of months to take it away from Sutton. For now he will get his Soothie only after he's in his crib (so that Sawyer doesn't see that he has one...gotta keep up the illusion that the fairy has taken the Soothies from both of them, at least for awhile), and we will make sure to get it out of the crib and hide it away first thing in the morning so that big brother is none the wiser. I'm not thrilled with the decision, because I really don't want either of them to have the Soothie anymore, but I do have to agree that having Sutton's wailing waking Sawyer up a gazillion times a night isn't helping Sawyer in his efforts to sleep all night without it...so, wait we will. For a little while anyway.
Sawyer actually did better with it than I thought he would. He did wake up crying three times last night, and hearing him say "I want my sooothieeeee" over and over again was rather heart wrenching for Mommy, but each crying episode only lasted 10 minutes or so, and then he was able to fall back asleep on his own. He kind of looked like hell this morning though, and he complained about a dozen times that he was tired, but I know that it should only take a few more nights before he gets used to it and we'll all sleep better. A few more rough nights will be worth it...and then we can figure out when and how to work on Sutton.
The best part of the morning was seeing how much Sawyer really, REALLY seems to like the Fur Real puppy he got. When he woke up he told me that he wanted his Soothie back in his bed, but then I reminded him that he traded it in for the puppy, and he ran and grabbed it and started petting it and told me with a huge smile, "I love my puppy." Maybe it will (temporarily at least!) stop him from asking for a real puppy all the time. The other day he even felt the need to grab one of his blue dirty diaper bags to demonstrate to me that he knows how to use a bag to pick up dog poop (thanks to Traci and her dogs...not that she lets HIM clean it up, just that he's seen her do it) because I always tell him that maybe we'll get a dog when he's big enough to clean up after it. Silly kid.
The puppy pal...complete with cute pink bows and carrying purse
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