pacifier drama

Nevermind the fact that Brylie has wanted nothing to do with her pacifier for the last 8 1/2 months. The teeth are hurting and now she wants it.
We went out of town for the weekend and took along 1 paci. Big mistake. 1 pacifier? What was I thinking?
Just 3 hours into the trip, we left the pacifier at Cracker Barrel. Once in Medina (middle of nowhere), we realized what had happened and stopped at a gas station. Nothing. They've got 3 kinds of formula, cereal, juice, bottles, diapers, baby shampoo, baby lotion, and baby powder...but no pacifiers.
The next morning (after an all night scream-fest), we went into Bandera to the Super S to continue our search for the ever-so-elusive pacifier. They had some Nuk paci's. Brylie's never had that kind before, but we were desperate. And of course...she wanted nothing to do with them.
Later that night in a desperate attempt to get some sleep, Brandon and I put our plastic church camp mattresses on the floor, Brylie between us, and I became the human pacifier for the night.
...and Brylie had to switch sides every hour...on the hour.

But, we made it back and are slowly, but surely, getting caught back up on sleep.

And remember that pacifier that I thought we had lost at Cracker Barrel? I found it in my purse this morning.