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I was asked by a company to write a blog on a thumb sucking product. Ironically depending on which way you look at I am either the best person or worst person to write about this
It's confession time…
Even super human moms have their quirks. I already told you how I do not change diapers. I have another secret….
When I was a kid, I had a blanky appropriately named Sucker Thing. It has been my lifelong companion. As a kid, my parents thought they had banished thumb sucking by putting black pepper on my fingers. Only my nanny knew where I hid Sucker Thing. Gavin was introduced to Sucker Thing and he was advised that we are a package deal . No Sucker Thing – no marriage. I am actually lucky that Gavin thinks it's kind of cute.
So Sucker Thing has been cut into successively smaller pieces. I keep losing pieces and I am now hanging onto a really small piece. After all, it's seen 67 countries and countless other places. It has been hidden in bags that accompanied me to university exams, job interviews and business meetings.
Sucker Thing is one of my greatest pleasures--it calms me and makes me feel secure. When Meron had his blanky called Guga, I simple could not tell him big boys don’t have blankies because big mommy does. Meron outgrew his but I did not.
It’s one of those parenting moments when you have to imagine what message you are giving your kid. Funnily enough, when I have discussed this with people, so many adults--including guys--confess to still having rabbits, teddys, blankies, and other childhood mementos.
We as parents invest so much in making our kids feel secure and confident. Is it so bad that we adults hold onto a childhood security blanket? I would love to hear what Metroimma’s have to say on the topic...
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Its better than chocolate.
I had a blankie until I was in my teens. It travelled with me out of the house only until I was 6. I remember I took it with me when I went to university on the Gold Coast. It disappeared when my parents moved to be with my sister and me. Oddly enough, my snoopy, my oldest teddy bear is still around. My son developed triticomania as a very young child, before he was 2 and I had to cut all his hair. I was devastated. No upsherin. It was that or bald anxious child who would never stop pulling out his own hair. I shaved his hair short and gave him a teddy (Dov) who now has no hair. Reuben is now 8. Dov is well loved, much like my snoopy who is 38 (like me). I say tehillim weekly. I dont think having a special thing that brings you comfort is a bad thing. I dont think having an object that transfers anxiety is a bad thing. In Reuben's case it was prescribed by a Paediatric specialist! That you love something and show your love for something special, I think teaching that to your children and the care of that thing and how that can translate to family and each other and themselves, that is so much more important. Go Sucker Thing!
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