On Sunday morning (his 6th birthday) he said, "Mommy, I'm done sucking my thumb." I was so proud of him. He made it through the entire day.
And then it was bed time.
Usually we tuck Ethan into bed and he goes right to sleep, but Sunday night he kept getting out of bed and coming in our room. He was stalling. Finally I took him back to his bed (for the third time), he layed down, put his hands up over his head, looked up at me.....and then started sobbing. It was enough to break a Mommy's heart. "What's wrong, buddy?" I asked. He said, "Mommy, I shouldn't have promised to stop sucking my thumb. This is so hard. It's like this force that's making me want to suck my thumb. It makes my tummy feel better and I just don't know what to do." I told him what a great job he was doing. That I was proud of him for going all day without sucking his thumb. I told him we would help him in whatever way we could. We prayed together that God would help him to quit. Then in true "Mommy-can't-handle-seeing-her-boy-so-upset" fashion, I told him that I didn't want him laying there upset all night and that if he needed to suck his thumb for a few minutes it was ok (Gasp...I know, I'm a sucker.......but not a thumb sucker). I told him he could try to make it through the entire day the next day. It is now Thursday and to my knowledge he has not sucked his thumb since Sunday night. Last night was difficult for him, so I pulled out this little frog puppet of Ella's and let him wear it on his hand to keep him from putting his thumb in his mouth (he favors his left hand). It worked! He made it all night without sucking his thumb!
I must admit, it makes me a little sad that my little boy is growing up so fast and that this is just one more step to prove it. But the thumb sucking days aren't over just yet in my house....
Just like her big brother...
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