Posted by: Hallie Levine | November 12, 2010

Night Night

Teddy is obsessed with his blue blanket. He’s slept with it since he was a newborn; in fact, the only way we could ever get him to sleep at night was to swaddle him in it like a baby burrito. But over the last month, he’s come up with a name for it: “Night Night.” Night Night goes with him everywhere. He drags it around the playroom, where it picks up stray goldfish crackers and dog hair. He insists Night Night accompany us to the park, where it collects dirt and dry leaves. It sits next to his booster seat at mealtime, so he can stroke it occasionally and feed it soggy pasta (Night Night, like Teddy, apparently has a voracious appetite). Last night, he wanted Night Night to take a bath with him. I was tempted—Night Night’s usually filthy by the end of the day, so I have to sneak into his room and wash it while he’s asleep—but I finally put my foot down. Teddy was beside himself. “Night night!” he wailed as he tried to climb out of the tub. “Night Night!” At bedtime, he’ll only go down without a fuss if he has both “Night Night” and “Wi Wi”, a stuffed black Labrador retriever that looks like a miniature version of our dog.

As always, whenever Teddy does something new, I have to think back to when Johanna was that age. Johanna never had a security blanket or a comfort object. Even now, when I place her in her crib, she doesn’t mind if I switch her blanket around, or put a different stuffed animal in with her. It doesn’t matter whether it’s her brown and white spotted dog, or her white cat, or the pink dotted bunny she received as a gift while she was still in the NICU. She grabs the animal and hugs it and smiles, and when I check on her an hour later, she’s sound asleep on her tummy, legs curled up in fetal position, the stuffed animal thrown onto the floor.

The comparisons come up. They always do. I have to remind myself that craving a comfort object isn’t necessarily a developmental milestone but more about personality. Johanna’s more independent than Teddy. When I cook dinner at night, she’s content to stay in the playroom, singing to herself and pretending to read books while Teddy trails after me, holding onto my legs. So it makes sense, in many ways, that she doesn’t have a comfort object. She doesn’t need it. Teddy does.

It’s just another small difference, one of many that distinguish my son and daughter from each other. And, like many of these differences, I’ll never know if it’s due to their being two separate little individuals, or due to the fact that Johanna has Down Syndrome.

And I guess that’s okay.



  1. Another beautiful, thought-provoking story about two lovely little ones-I’m so happy that they’re my grandbabies!

  2. I compare Lauren (3, Down syndrome) and Avery (1) all the time. I can’t help it.

    The personality thing is pretty right on though, I think. Lauren is so much more independent. She doesn’t like us to help her, or to sit and rock her. She wants to be off ‘cooking, dancing, watching Signing Time. Anything but sitting with mom (it’s like she’s already a teen!)

    Avery has always been attached to my hip. I could never let her play on the floor, because Lauren would hurt her. She is scared of Lauren still, most if the time. She needs her blankie. And Buddy (Eeyore) to go to sleep. It was a week of screaming when I had to get her used to a new blankie.

    Sorry so long.

    • We just had a few nights of screaming when Teddy lost his “bankie” in Turks and Caicos. Blog post to come!

  3. I loved this charming piece about Night Night. You provide such a clear lens into the worlds of how little kids expand their worlds and define ther rvalues.

  4. I think we just have independent little girls, since Tahlia is so much like JoJo in that respect — she also sits and “reads” while I make dinner, and she never had a comfort object either.

  5. I just love reading your blog! Johanna and Teddy remind me so much of my Avery and Wyatt. When Avery was born I was a new, young mom, so I was concerned that she harley ever cried. She is now an independent and content 22 month old, but Wyatt is the exact opposite. He is now 7 mo., but since he was born he cries constantly. If I’m not holding him or feeding him he is usually in tears. I always wondered if that was just their personality or if it was because Avery has Down syndrome. I know a lot of other moms who have babies with Ds and they tell me their babies cry all the time, so I’m not sure if her being a good baby had anything to do with her Ds.

    • I honestly think it’s more a boy thing versus a girl thing. Boys seem more clingy and girls seem more independant in general. Johanna was the same as Avery–she never cried unless she had a good reason to cry (ie, she was hungry or pooped or was tired). Just wait a few months until Avery gets into the twos though. You may have a whole other different person on your hands!

  6. […] he got into the habit of calling his blanket “night night” and carting it everywhere. (See and […]

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