No "Fia" Boy!

I like to call Brady my "practice/experiment" child, which is probably what most first borns are. I remember with Brady I read every pregnancy book and made sure I was an expert on pregnancy and child birth. And I was. My pregnancy went smooth and I was able to go through natural child birth without hysterics or freaking out. It was wonderful. From there I just figured the whole being a mom thing and taking care of a baby would come natural so I hadn't read any books or done any research on what to do with an infant. That right there was my first mommy mistake. And as we all know, Brady was not the easiest of babies. He was colic-cried all the time! In order to go to sleep I had to swaddle him tight and give him his pacifier which is now called his Fia. I swaddled him until he was 8 months old! But we finally got out of doing that, but never really got rid of the Fia. There just always seemed to be some big event coming up that I just didn't feel like he could handle it. His Fia has always ben like his blankie or his "lovie" as some folks call them. I just could not bring myself to rock his boat. I'm not sure why-I mean, the kid switched from a bottle to a sippy cup on his 1st birthday with ease, no problems, he was potty trained in 1 day by his 2nd birthday, he listened well, sat in time out well and all of these things were a big effort on my part, but I was up for it. I was willing to stick to my guns and do it even though it was hard. But taking away the Fia just seemed insurmountable. So, for about a year now I have been getting pressure from the fam and now from the dentist that it is time to give up the Fia. Brady has always done well with time lines. With every new big event coming up I tell him whats coming up and when and we talk about it for months, i.e.-the birth of baby brother, moving 3 times, starting school, family coming to visit. So I had told him on his 4th birthday it would be time to give it up. However, with his cousin David coming up I had an idea. Since he and David would be sharing a room, I told Brady that David was a big boy and he doesn't use a Fia at night and wouldn't want to sleep with a baby who uses a Fia still. I suggested he give it up when David got here and they could be "The No Fia Boys"! Well, Brady just thought that was the greatest plan ever! So, the night that David arrived Brady gave up his Fia and hasn't looked back since! Yay! No more Fia! Way to go Brady (and mamma)!