After a harrowing first night of no nuks, we are now settling into our new big girl routine. Ingrid has stopped asking for her nuks for the most part, except when she wakes up at 5am. After reminding her we don't have them anymore, she calms down and goes back to sleep for another hour, although I'm not able to. Oh well. Better than screaming for hours, right?
There was even a nap yesterday, how amazing is that?
This just goes to show that I think we parents make more of a deal of things than the kids do. I was SO worried about how it would go, SO worried that Ingrid would have a really hard time with this transition. I was the same with her giving up bottles, and her crib, and both of those times it was a short couple days of getting used to things and then back to normal. Kids are pretty resilient.
In other news, I think I felt a wee kick in my belly this weekend. I'm a little over 15 weeks so I'm not sure I'm supposed to feel it yet, but I swear it wasn't gas, it was in the same spot way down low where I know my uterus is, and since I know what it feels like from Ingrid, I don't think I'm imagining it! This is exciting, because I was just starting to get that feeling that I'm not really pregnant, I'm really just fat and lazy and tired and sick. This first part where you don't look pregnant and there's nothing going on internally to remind you you're pregnant is so hard! It's hard to be excited, it's hard to think of the positives. But when that kicking starts, oh boy! All the sudden it comes crashing down--there is a human being in there. That is so strange and cool!