Let’s be honest proud momma moments with toddlers are few and far between. It can be tough raising a toddler at times; someone screaming at you for food with no previous warning, running off with a dirty diaper only to stick there hand in it right before you catch them, or when they bust out some baby ninja and climb up on the fridge ( this has not happened at our house but waiting on the day). With so much activity day after day it can become exhausting. That is why those proud momma moments mean so much and can fuel your fire until the next one comes along. Well I had one this week. I am so excited to share that I skipped all of the other blog post that should come before this one just to share.
So the little seed of Trash Truck Tuesdays has paid its dividends. The trips turned two almost 2 weeks ago which means the weight of new adventures has me stressed. New adventures of potty training ( which I am leaving to Elmo and his potty movie to teach lol) getting rid of the pacifier, and possibly splitting the crew up into two bedrooms ( much later on in the year)! That’s alot of new things; change of routine things to do. NOT THAT EXCITED but I know that it needs to be done and someone has to do it. So over the last week I have asked other mom’s how they got rid of there kids using a paci? Some put a hole in it, cut it off, threw it in the trash… I remember that Paige gave it to a friends new baby and it worked well. So I thought it might be best to use the trash truck since the trips love to see it every Tuesday. I also wanted to be done with the paci before our 2 year old check up … not sure why that was my goal probably to get a pat on the back from the doctor. I knew we had to take them all away at the same time or it would be a fight to get it from each other. That would cause some sleepless nights in itself three tired babies attacking each other for the sole paci… that’s like Roman times. Anyways yesterday we had a fantastic morning, kids ate a great breakfast, went to the park, played some more at home after lunch not one mention of the word paci. I had also noticed that Elinor was able to soothe herself back to sleep without a paci couple of times over the weekend. So I had the thought TODAY is the day…. oh wait really.?? [ It was a God moment when you actually hear His voice and feel the Holy Spirit and decide to actually listen... that's why its been much easier than expected. ] I haven’t even discussed it with Brent like made a plan. But the kids did not seem obsessed with it why not today? Ok I said to myself; lets give it a try. Heck it’s me against triplets most of the days anyway I can go with out a nap today. So after the first tired kid asked paci I said it went bye bye for the trash truck. It’s all done. They said ohhh…. Paci? Nope it went bye bye. Well it worked pretty well actually.
Josie is the only one that had a really hard time with it and cried but they all went to sleep after a walk around the block. Lincoln did not transition well into the bed so he had a 7 min nap but he did go to sleep. The girls were out. I called Brent you won’t believe what just happened. So later into the night we prepared ourselves for a long night thinking it would get worst. We had to prompt them more that it was bed time since they didn’t have their paci but all were alseep by 9! They slept like average all up once with only Josie crying for her paci. IT WAS AMAZING.
So this morning I was pumped and ready to pass the torch off to the trash man! We were all up in a great mood, feed, dressed and ready to rock and roll before 8 am. That’s when he comes strolling down the street. I had a paci in a plastic bag but didn’t let the kids see it. We heard the truck, jumped in the wagon, and headed out the door. I showed the paci to each kiddo one last time and said give it a kiss bye bye. They all did As the trash man pulled up I walked over to the truck and told the man they are growing up and don’t need this anymore could you take it for them? He is a man of little words. So then I stepped back and watched as he emptied our first trash can. Then the man did something I did not expect which helped solidify the deal. He got out of the truck took the little baggie opened the lid to the next trash can made sure the trips were watching and shut it back. He jumped back in the truck and grabbed the can it all dumped in the truck. The trips just looked at it and then said bye bye. It was a bitter sweet moment and made me tear up but I am extremely proud of my triplets and how far they continue to come each and every day.