I was baby sitting my girlfriend’s baby today who is usually super easy to put down for a nap. I put her down, but she kept crying. I tried letting her cry it out as my friend advised me to do, but after 10 minutes, I couldn’t stand it, so I kept going back. This happened three times.
There was something missing, but I couldn’t put my finger on it.
“How does my girlfriend get her baby to sleep?” I asked myself.
When my girlfriend arrived and found me in my room with the baby asleep in my right arm and my Kindle in my left, she thought it bizarre that her baby was having trouble.
She then looked at me quizzically and asked, “Elle est ou la sucette? Elle dors pas sans son sucette.” In English, “Where is her pacifier? She can’t sleep without it.”
And there was the missing piece of the puzzle, the reason why this normally perfectly well behaved baby couldn’t manage to sleep.
We later laughed about my complete ignorance of the pacifier’s power of relaxation and I said, “You see, you know I’m not a mother when the thought of a pacifier doesn’t even cross my mind!”
“Oh, you will eventually,” she laughed, “You will…”