A few weeks back, I found myself lamenting (not for the first time) that Finn and I still lacked a nursing schedule. By 5 months, Leni and I had an established routine locked down. Finn just turned 15 months and it's still a bit of a free-for-all. It's been on my mind to put some … Continue reading Daytime Weaning
Weaning is extremely anticlimactic. Given all the time I spent agonizing over it, the actual experience of my last nursing session was just like any other. Nursing was part of our lives everyday for nearly 19 months and then one day it just wasn’t. I’m not sure what I was expecting exactly, mind you. Maybe … Continue reading A few more thoughts about this whole weaning thing.
I nursed Leni for the very last time on Monday. That might sound like a random day of the week to plan a life-changing event, but it was all very strategic. Jose and I were going to a concert and I wanted to make sure bedtime went smoothly for Jose’s mum (“Baba”), who was babysitting. … Continue reading Weaned.
On weekday mornings, Jose is up around 5:30am and he’ll usually go into Leni’s room first when she wakes up, letting me linger in bed just that much longer. Dream man, right there. Her immediate request for a few weeks has been “toast” and “banana,” but out of habit I’ve continued to nurse her before … Continue reading One down, one to go.
It has become glaringly obvious that I need a day off. And a night off. And then maybe another day. My fuse has been really short lately and I find myself resenting Jose’s ability to--seemingly--come and go as he pleases. The other day he finished work early and went off to buy new work shirts. … Continue reading Weaning toward freedom