I like to think of myself as an advice giver. Make that a good advice giver. I am asked for my opinion from friends and co-workers frequently and always give honest feedback, regardless of whether or not it is what I think they are looking for. For instance, if you ask me to tell you if your husband is being irrational when he tells you he’s not going to your parents for Christmas the answer is probably going to be yes. But you may not expect, “yes, he’s being irrational and for that reason I would invite your parents to come to your house instead.”
I gave my sister very sound advice the day she walked up to the bus stop with her head gear on and I told her to go inside and take it off. Being the goody-goody that she is she told me, “no, the orthodontist told me to wear it as much as possible.” I’m just going to take a guess that she wished she had listened to me when we got on the bus to roars of laughter and unpleasant new nicknames. Being the good sister I am I of course took a punch at the girl down the street which calmed things down a bit. By the time we rolled up to the school my advice had been taken.
Although my husband rarely listens, I have offered him many pieces of sound advice over the years. Like the day he walked out of his job while telling his boss to f*** off exactly one month before our first child was due. My advice, “don’t come home.”
But today, I ask for advice. I’m looking for a solution to the “thumb-sucking” issue. Our three year old son Jackson started sucking his thumb at around two months. At the time I remember thinking it was the greatest miracle to ever happen. I had no idea how to make this tiny monster stop his continuous crying myself so it was truly a blessing when he figured it out on his own. I just assumed this was a habit he would grow out of after a few months. I assumed wrong.
In fact, not only has the thumb sucking continued, it has increased. Initially he sucked to calm himself down or to help him fall asleep. Now he sucks all day long. I pick him up from school to find him sucking his thumb on the playground, looking in my rearview mirror I almost always get a shot of him sucking in the backseat, just yesterday at his swim lesson he was holding on to the floaty with one hand and sucking with the other.
We’ve tried to verbally remind him to remove his thumb from his mouth over and over but with no luck. I’ve tried bribery but lately I have to save that card to ensure potty training continues. So where to go next? Hot sauce, gloves, amputation?? I am open to any and all suggestions so please send them my way. Otherwise I might have a four-fingered, Mexican, OJ Simpson on my hands!