Binky Addict.

Bryce is an addict.

A binky addict.

Well, folks, that's over. We cut him off. Cold turkey.

NO MORE BINKIES.

For the past month or so, we'd only been allowing him to have binkies at sleep times and he had to leave his binky upstairs when he woke up.

But we realized that some of his wake-up troubles were from binky problems, and not just related to being wet or cold or refluxy or what have you.

He would wake up in the middle of the night, SHRIEKING, (seriously, shrieking) for DaDa or MaMa. We'd dutifully go into his room, to find him standing up and signing "binky".

Where was his binky?

Yeah. Laying on his bed, just a few inches from him.

Game over, Bryce.

Yesterday, I hid the remaining binkies, gave him a binky with a cut-off nipple and told him his binky was "broken" and the rest were "all gone". He was NOT happy.

It took 80 minutes of him screaming (yes, screaming) and me settling him before he fell asleep for his nap. Bedtime went more smoothly, only 45 minutes of screaming/settling.

And-the big news-he only woke up ONCE last night, with about 20 mins of screaming/settling. Then he slept until 6:15.

The war is not over, but he's losing his battles. YAY!!!