Weaning.

Weaning.

 

We have been on a slow process of weaning.  With both babies I mourn the end, but welcome the small amount of freedom, and then mourn the quiet again.  Being that sole provider for a life is kind of amazing and occasionally stressful.  M was very reluctant to cut out any feedings.  I began with the morning wake up feed.  He seemed to be less tied to that one and more ready to get started on whatever it was that his brother was doing.  It is also probably my most hectic time of day so that worked for me, too.  (Keep in mind he was still nursing around 4:30 in the morning so… morning time is a little hazy.)  Next came nap time.  Nap time is a whirlwind of coming home with both boys, Meyer being exhausted Griffin wanting a snack, dogs needing out, me needing to potty etc etc.  This was G’s easiest one.  Not the case for Meyer.  I tried to rock him a few times without nursing and he would not have it.  He wasn’t ready.  Then, he started passing out in the car on our ride home from Frances house (3 whole minutes) and so I figured out that maybe I could just lay him down.  I just hate the rush of doing it.  So we still had bed time and middle of the night time. 

 

Last night, for the first time ever, I put him to bed without first nursing him.  He started to protest but then passed out in my arms.  I didn’t sit down and rock him just stood and sang.  He slept… ALL NIGHT.  I’m not sure if this was a fluke or if we will go back.  I’m an “on demand” kind of nurser and I don’t refuse if he asks.  (by asks, I mean shows signs.)  But it was sad… and invigorating… as I had enough time to also go get a pedicure.  Then sad again. 

We rarely read books at bed time.  Meyer is an all “go” kid who when it comes to sleep is READY for bed.  He is ready for bed earlier than I put him to bed.  Probably the curse of the 2^nd.  We try to keep him up until 6:30, but sometimes it just doesn’t work that way.  I will miss the quiet time.  I will miss that connection.  I miss the snuggles.  I miss the hand than hangs on my shirt collar.  I love my baby, who will soon be a toddler.  How does it go so fast?

And, I waited three nights to post. I think it is a done deal. 

 

 

 Blurry, but night #1