"It's Lost!"

These were the words of our sweet Lydia as she got ready to go to bed on Sunday night. We have been out of town for the past two weeks and during the trip home Lydia lost her pacy. Yes, I realize that she is 3 1/2 years old and most people would say "wow, that's old to still have a pacy!" But, most of those people have not had the same past four years that we have.

This poor girl has moved six times and has had two baby brothers enter her life while she herself was still a baby. Ben and I talked about taking it away several times, but there was always another transition right around the corner.

When Sam was born Lydi had decided that she would give it to him, but it just so happens that she had a back up saved for herself. Well, that back up pacey was lost when we got home Sunday night. Legitimately lost... (we weren't tricking her) "It must have fallen out when I got out to go tee tee!" she said that night through her sobs. It was awful, and I really was sad for her. As silly as it seems this pacey has been the only constant in her little life. Now, I know that God's plans for her are perfect and that all of the transition has not been bad for her if anything it has helped her to adapt to new things and to be more well-rounded. So, I am thankful for the experiences she has had, but this pacey has been with her through it all.

Ben went and looked in the car a few times, so did I. It was nowhere to be found. She was so tired from the weeks away, that she fell asleep fairly easily after some time in prayer asking for strength to let go of her pacey and sleep without it. She also looked up at me with her tear-stained face and big brown eyes and said "Mommy, why did God let my pacey get lost?" I wasn't sure what to say except that He knows what is best for us, so I guess it's the best thing that pacey got lost. Otherwise, I'm not sure that we would have ever gotten rid of it.

We've had a few rough nights, but hopefully it will get easier and easier. If any of you have any tips for survival after pacey please pass them on. Last night was night number 3, and since she has done so well we went on a special outing today to get her a treat for being such a big girl.

We are so proud of her, and we are amazed at how quickly she is growing up. As I am typing now she is sitting on the couch looking at books for her rest time, because we are starting to skip our nap now and then.

I absolutely love to watch her play, and her little imagination comes up with all sorts of fun things! I love her so much and I am more than grateful for the gift that she is to our family!!!


I had to take a picture of this... Lydia was playing rescue heroes... quite a bit different than when Thomas plays with them. She was putting them down for their nap!

(Oh yeah, so Ben found the pacey yesterday behind one of the car seats... is it dishonest to not tell her we found it????) We're not planning on doing so unless one of us starts to feel really bad!