The Pacifier Mystery



My youngest, Coral

There is a mystery I have encounter with most of my children through the years. I have six children. This unexplained phenomena has happened with four of my children. It has me believing in mythical mischievous creatures. The latest occurrences have been during this past year with my 18 month old baby. So what are we talking about here? The disappearing and reappearing pacifier mystery.


When you have your first baby, everything is new and exciting, you sterilize everything, wash their little clothes a hundred time to make sure they are germ and allergy free for them. Then you bring your baby home from the hospital with a pacifier thinking how angelic they look soundly asleep sucking gently on it. What nobody tells you is that , the very angelic baby you are looking at is going to turn red in the face when that pacifier falls off into another dimension. So you are probably thinking, ‘what is she talking about, another dimension?” And that’s where the magical creatures start playing with your sanity. Or maybe is the endless sleepless nights confusing your brain. Either way , the results are the same. You or someone else is going to the 24 hour drugstore in the middle of the night to get another pacifier while your child screams and cries for it like they lost their best friend. And you better hope and pray you find the same kind they are used to at the store. The consequences of getting a different kind merit a whole separate post.


So where is the mystery in that? The mystery lies in the fact that when the pacifier disappears, no matter how hard you look most times you can’t find it. You go out and get more. Then another day when your child is happy and content and in no need of the pacifier, it suddenly reappears in the most obvious spot right in the area you looked for it before! So, I have to believe in little gnomes who come and take them into their realm and laugh while they watch us desperately looking for the pacifier. Then they return it to that spot a few days later just to mess with our heads. Because if I don’t, then I would have to admit that I am loosing brain cells and blame it on my children and what sort of loving mother would I be if I blamed those innocent babies?


So my advice to you is, buy several packs of pacifiers for your baby, have extras in diaper bags, cars, house, grandparents home, daycare etc. Because you never know when this mischievous gnomes will attack!


Copyright of Marielena Rosa-Harrison