Saying GoodBye....

to the "pink blankie" is harder than I thought. (I know my sisters are laughing right now, but please read on) Last night when we put Kaitlyn to bed, we asked what she wanted to go to bed with? Yes, a normal question, one that is always answered with "my pink blankie". But not last night, she said she wanted to go to bed with a book, Greg and I looked at each other and quickly grabbed a book. We tucked her in and left. About an hour later we could hear she was still awake in her room so I went to talk to her. I fully expected her to ask for her blankie, but she did not, I think I secretly hoped she would. I tucked her in again, got her a different book and left again. As Greg and I were getting ready to go to bed, I said to him "do you think she is still awake??" We went to check, and she was sound asleep, without her pink blankie. Greg said to me "tomorrow you better put those blankies away in the storage room" Smartly I piped in " I think I should do it right now so she doesn't find them in the morning" So I crept back into her room and took her 3 pink blankies out of the top drawer, as I carried them back to my room to hide them I became a little teary eyed. My baby is not a baby anymore, she is growing up. I crawled in bed and could only think of the pink blankies how they were now hidden in my drawer. "Could she really do it?" I thought. "would she make it through the night?" I told Greg I was a little sad about taking away the pink blankies. He was disgusted. But I was sad. This morning Kaitlyn got up and didn't even ask for her pink blankie, she seemed to not even notice they were gone. All day long I have wondered when she was going to ask for her pink blankie, but she hasn't. When Greg left for work this morning he said "Don't cripple our daughter with that blankie, don't give it back" I looked at him and said "you have no faith in me do you?" He said "no"
So I am sitting here right now, while Kaitlyn sleeps without her "pink blankie" feeling kinda proud of myself. But also thinking of how wierd it sounds, but how I will miss the "pink blankie"

I will miss, how Kaitlyn smelled her blankie

I will miss watching her make a loop in the blankie and then moving her finger in
and out, and in and out.

I will miss the pink blankie instantly putting Kaitlyn to sleep.

I will miss how Kaitlyn would so generousily share her pink blankie with me while laying in my bed. She would even rub below my nose with it so I could "smell it."

I will miss Kaitlyn sucking her thumb, only with her blankie (OK not really)

I will miss how protective Kaitlyn was of her blankie

I will miss how it instantly calmed her down

I will miss how much she loved and needed her pink blankie

Greg thinks I am pathetic, I think maybe I was the one who was attached.