I realize this is crazy but from day one of having Molly Anne, I really wanted her to be flexible. I didn't want to be married to certain things. I know that a baby is going to do what a baby does and I would never want her restricted in any way. That's not what I'm saying.
What I'm saying is, I wanted her to be able to sleep in a room without blackout blinds or with blackout blinds. I wanted her to have a paci or not need a paci. I wanted her to sleep in regular pajamas and not have to carry sleep sacks around (plus this child would have sweat to death). I wanted her to sleep without a noise machine because I'm not toting a noise machine around (I love you Sarah!). I wanted her to not think we were going to come running every time she made a peep but know that we would be there in an instant anytime she needed us. I wanted her to be able to nap in her car seat or in her crib. I wanted her to sleep with her bedroom door open or closed. I wanted her to sleep with a party going on or in a silent house.
I wanted her to not care about Mills licking her feet so Mills has licked her feet since the instant she got out of the car at our home. I wanted her to have different people put her to bed so I'm not the only one that can put her to bed (because I knew this wouldn't be realistic long term, even though I'd LOVE it). I wanted her to have a babysitter and know that if she weren't with family it would be okay. I wanted her to stay a couple nights without me (I have no choice because of work). I want her to learn to eat anything and everything so HOPEFULLY she isn't a picky eater one day.
I'm no professional (AT ALL, in fact, far from it!) but I have been very intentional about some of these things. I would be perfectly fine being her sole caregiver and sheltering her from so many of life's struggles but is that really fair to her long term? I think she'll be better because of it. But who knows! Knowing my luck, Molly Anne will be the pickiest eater everrrr, will hate staying with anyone but Kevin and I, will require the room to be black dark to sleep, will want a sound machine and will decide she wants a paci when she's 10 years old! Haha!
But we as mothers can only try! We can only do what WE think is right. Who cares about other people's opinions. Who cares about what I wrote above...those are just things we want to do under our roof. You may feel differently. We can just do the best we all can do and support each other along the way! Can I get an amen?!