Olivia in Ireland with Taggie
We went back to each place it could have been lost yesterday to no avail. She drew a picture of Taggie, held it in front of her and asked people if they had seen it. She worries that Taggie is lonely without her. Her little heart is broken. Tonight, she told me she would die without Taggie and cried herself to sleep.
She has three other "sensitive" items she has had longer or nearly as long as Taggie (stuffed bear, large blanket and a pillow). She loves each of those items, doesn't sleep without them either, yet, explains that they don't smell like Taggie. Though, the large blanket feels like Taggie when she sleeps and that helped last night.
Matt and I, in the recent past, discussed that it was nearly time for her to give up Taggie. Almost daily she would exclaim, "I love my Taggie!!" Matt thought she was getting a bit too old to be that attached to a blanket. I kind of agreed with that thinking - but, it couldn't have happened at a worse time. Matt's deploying this week and we are moving into our new home tomorrow (the final move-in). This move has been difficult for her and I guess I can expect lots of acting out over the next few weeks.
Usually, we didn't let her take it out of the car and, often made her leave it at home. Yesterday, she was being especially bratty, having been "traumatized" when I washed Taggie without her permission, and I didn't even think to have her leave it behind.
I don't know how many nights she'll cry herself to sleep - but, I'll probably join her for a night or two. Who the heck knew losing a baby blanket would be so upsetting (Now I know how a parent must feel when she takes her toddler's pacifier away cold-turkey).