For three weeks after Kimble's Cleft Lip surgery, I thought a lot about binkies. More importantly, I wished I could give Kimble his binkie again. Before his surgery, his binkie was a close tie with me, in terms of what, or who, held the number one slot on Kimble's love-o-meter. After his surgery, when he fussed after he ate, or as he was drifting off to sleep, or when he wanted to be soothed by sucking, he was really sad. That made me really sad. We were sad together...counting the days (I'm sure Kimble was counting, in his own way) until the three weeks were up, and we could have a huge binkie party. Binkies for everyone!
My party plans fizzled out though, when I was finally given the ok to give Kimble his binkie again. Kimble shunned it. He shunned it bad. Poor binkie.
It was like Kimble didn't know what do do with it anymore. He gummed it a bit. He played with it in his fingers. But sucking on it? What's that? I'm supposed to suck on this thing?
But I was persistent. Now you are probably asking "Why not just do away with the binkie and save myself the trouble later on?" Well, because I know how much he is soothed by sucking. I know how much it helps him to sleep. I know how much I NEED him to suck on something else...because frankly, I'm very sore. I need him to love his binkie again.
So I kept offering it to him. Some nights, I could slip it in when he was dozing, and he sucked on it as he drifted into slumber. Occasionally, he'll suck on it when he is awake. Yesterday, he sucked on it a lot. I think the binkie has made a comeback. Kimble is happy. I am happy.
Although he doesn't suck on it near as much as he use to, I will continue to give it to him. Even though most of his days now, he is content to just sit on my lap, and watch the world around him, I'm sure his binkie will climb the charts in no time.