May
24

My friend Sage who is a PA in a family practice told me she recommends to her patients to give up the pacifier at one-year of age, so we knew once Eloise turned one that she didn’t have much more time with hers. By that point, she LOVED her binky. Four months earlier she could have cared less but something about nine months of age made both of our children crave a piece of rubber in their mouth.

Our intent was to wean Eloise of her pacifier before her 18-month well child check-up but a ton of stuff was going on and we didn’t get around to it (I know, typical parenting excuse.) Finally over the Christmas break we made a weaning plan based on a recommendation I had heard somewhere to cut the top off the pacifier so it is no longer as appealing. I begrudgingly cut off the top of two of her beloved Soothie’s.

Andy and I watched the expression on Eloise’s face change from pleasure to confusion as she put the binky in her mouth and immediately noticed the modified experience. She tried to suck on it but it was not exactly suckable in its new state so she bit down on it holding onto it for dear life with her front teeth.

December 2012

Things were going okay with this approach until Eloise became really upset about something, and being an occasional softie, I ended up giving her an unmodified binky. She suddenly knew there was something seriously wrong with the pacifiers with the tip cut off and no longer wanted anything to do with them. Her joy over having her real binky back in her mouth caused us to realize that it had been a bad idea to give her a legit Soothie and that we needed to wean her completely ASAP.

So on a day in late December, we removed the binky from our lives cold turkey. We gave her the option of a cut tip binky and she looked at us like it was complete b*llsh!t and then hucked it across the room. I took that as my cue to throw all of the cut binkies away and give up pacifiers all together. I had one good one stored in the far back of the cupboard for an absolute emergency but we never used it.

She was not happy but within 24 hours, heck maybe even 12 she was over it. Belén had weaned in a similar manner except she was a little older so we could negotiate with her better and make her feel like she had some part of the decision making process.

I bring this up now because we are weaning Eloise away from her favorite sippy cups. Eloise is particular about things and she has a very few things that are her absolute, I may die if I cannot have them right now, favorites. I’ve written extensively about her monkey jammies, which she is close to wearing holes in, but the other important item in her life is her Nuk Hello Kitty sippy cup. It is a really great cup (and comes with other characters on front) and we have used only them for the past year.

In short, I highly recommend them for a one-year-old but I think they seem pretty similar to a bottle so she is on a program to cut out the Nuk’s cold turkey and replace them with Belén’s (and our) favorite Nalgene bottles.

These suckers are workhorses and have a no spill plastic insert that you can order more of. They are super easy to clean and do not get the gross moldy stuff in them like almost every other sippy cup we’ve ever used (and we’ve tried a lot of them.) And no, I am not being paid by any of these companies to endorse their products.

So far, she is not a big fan. We convinced her to try her new purple Nalgene that we had made a really big deal about by putting some juice in it. Up until now we have not given our kids much juice due to the high sugar content. Day two in Mexico, Miss Eloise was visibly, uncomfortably constipated probably because she was totally ready to potty train before being thrust into an new world with no potty seats (I should have packed one!) The result was a gravitation towards milk, for comfort, and holding it all in. We felt horrible as we watched her try and work it out on a beach chair occasionally bursting into tears from the pain. We quickly introduced juice into her diet to help with the constipation and now both kids love it. Great…

I digress. Nothing like a complete tangent on constipation.

Anyway, so despite a totally bare, post-vacation refrigerator, we happened to have some unopened cranberry juice left over from one of my going away parties. We put the cranberry juice in the purple Nalgene bottle and suddenly she was motivated to drink from it. For three days, she refused to consume milk from the new bottle but we gave it time and she caved. We knew she can only live without her beloved milk for a limited amount of time.

Our intention was not to be cruel, but by now we are pretty convinced, cold turkey is the only way to wean those things our little ones love that are no longer good for them…otherwise, old habits will linger on for a very long time…

How did you wean your child from the binky and sippy cup?

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May
19

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Our return journey from Puerto Vallarta to Boise went quite well yesterday.  We checked out of our hotel in time, had a quick taxi ride to the airport, fed everyone before boarding the first plane and then the girls slept nearly the entire duration of the flight from Puerto Vallarta to Denver.  Our layover in Denver did not linger, I spent the flight to Boise working with Belén on word searches (which I was obsessed with when I was little so I hope she loves them too!) while Eloise and Andy watched Cinderella on the Kindle.  Before we knew it, we were home.  Yes, the travel Gods were good.

By the time we arrived home, it was 10pm, which even after a whole lot of flexibility with nap times and bedtimes while we were on vacation, was LATE for our girls.   Eloise surprisingly was calm but poor Belén had a meltdown the entire drive from the airport to our house.

“Mommy, I never want to leave Mexico.”

“I really want to stay with Nana and Bapa forever.”

When asked what her favorite part of the trip was, “All of it.”

“I want to play with Nana all of the time.”

“I never want to leave Mexico.”

“Why can’t we stay in Mexico for 15 weeks?”

“I never want to leave Mexico.”

All of this while whining and sobbing from the backseat.  It actually caused me to tear up a bit reminding me what a great trip we just had and helping me to realize what an impression the trip had on our oldest daughter.  Traveling with our kids is a hassle but it’s a lot of fun and is something we value immensely for our family.

We arrived home and Belén continued her sob story as I ushered her into jammies and through teeth brushing trying to get her to bed as fast as possible to put her out of her misery.  She eventually cried herself to sleep, poor thing.

Eloise on the other hand seemed quite happy to be home.  She was jazzed about all of the toys in our house and pulled them out one by one starting to play with them, like “Sweet, check this out” as if she had never seen them before.  It was nice that she was contently occupied while I helped B through her drama and Andy brought in all of our bags.

Our trip was fantastic and I still plan to share pictures and stories from our second week.  I need to get some photos from my mom first though as I more or less put down my camera since she was taking all of the same photos as I was anyway.

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Photo by DreamArt Photography

I’ve already shared how great our resort was as well as how much we enjoy the Puerto Vallarta area but there was one huge takeaway from the trip that I wasn’t expecting: it was SO nice to share so much dedicated time together as a family.  I feel like I know my daughters much better today than I did two weeks ago.  I saw how they reacted to new situations of all sorts.  I saw them taking in the world with fresh eyes and open hearts.  I now know that Eloise loves shoulder rides when going to a new place and that none of Belén’s summer shoes are comfortable but she doesn’t care because they are pretty.  I know that the likelihood of Eloise doing something increases 60X if she can watch her sister do it first.   I know that Belén loves to dance on stage in front of people and Eloise likes to wrestle and she doesn’t play by nice rules.  I know that Belén is more scared of ants than dolphins, donkeys, monkeys, seal lions and tarantulas.  I know that Belén likes to sit in the front seat of the hotel shuttle and Eloise insists on the back and does not want to be held even on the bumps.  I know that both girls love pressing elevator buttons and walking down the hall to assist with getting coffee in the morning.

We were together as a family, including my parents for two straight weeks in a shared living environment and it was fabulous.  It kind of makes me wonder if we need to rethink how we do things in America and that there may be something to having more than two generations in one house.  I’ve already found a house for my parents to buy two blocks away.

I know that both Belén and Eloise loved experiencing a new country and culture as well as so many new experiences, but I think what they dug more than anything else was so much concentrated time with me, Andy, Nana and Bapa.  While dramatic, B’s sob story definitely has us thinking. Wouldn’t it be cool if living like this was more of the norm than the exception?  Perhaps it is time for us to revive our longer term goal of sailing the world together…

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Photo by DreamArt Photography

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Feliz Dia de las Madres

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When we first arrived and were riding in a shuttle to the hotel, Eloise pointed out each bus she saw. “Bus,” five seconds later, “Bus,” three seconds later, “Bus.” She probably said the word “Bus” fifteen times in a ten mile stretch. Needless to say in Boise, she seldom gets the opportunity to use this word and her repetition reminded us how much more prevalent buses are in developing countries than in the US.

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The End of an Era

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Opinionated but Not Terrible, Eloise is Two!

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Beautiful, Intelligent, Perfect…Four

I cannot believe four years ago today I was holding you in my arms for the first time, breastfeeding you for the first time and snuggling with you for the first time. In so many ways it seems like you have been with us forever and yet in other ways, the four years has passed in the blink of an eye.

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