If you’ve ever met Carter, then you’ve probably met Carter’s Paci. They are one and the same most days!

Carter is now two. He can walk and talk, he adamantly refuses to let me help him put on his boots, coat or pants these days. Between himself and Cash, he is certainly the independent one! Carter has had a pacifier since he was only a few days old. I’ve really never had a problem with it, in fact, I kind of appreciated the paci.

You see, when Cash was born we were told every way from sunday that if you introduced a pacifier too early then baby could have trouble latching, making breastfeeding difficult. So we decided to hold off on the pacifier. Well, Cash had NO problem latching, but he definitely had a screaming problem! He refused to take the paci after that, which made extended car rides super fun, by the way.

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In the span of 5 years Christella has gone from Tour Buses to Temper Tantrums, chronicling her ups and downs as a young mom of two boys on her blog, Crawl The Line. Her special brand of humour and her tongue-in-cheek approach to parenting may not be winning her any Mother-Of-The-Year awards, but she wouldn't change it for the world! The next thing she's going to conquer? The dishes. Eventually...

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