Mission (Not So) Impossible

So spur of the moment yesterday I decided enough was enough! It was time. That dang paci had overstayed its welcome.
Last night was brutal. But then again not so bad. Maddix cried and cried and screamed and cried for only about 45 minutes before he finally was too tired to cry anymore. It was kind of a tender, bittersweet moment for me, I guess. When he finally gave up the crying, he just leaned against my shoulder then I whispered to him "Good job buddy! You did it!" Then he lifted his head a little and looked at me and whispered back "Ya" and fell asleep. Next thing I knew I had a tear or two running down my cheek...

I DID IT!
They say the first nights the worst. Lets hope thats true.