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Four Years, Nine Months...

I've been sitting on this for a few days now, trying to get my brain around it.

J's been nursing less and less over the past few months, to the point where maybe he was nursing once or twice a week. If he thought of it, and if he didn't really want something to eat.

This past week, he asked to nurse...and there was nothing there.

He's a little upset -- he's going through a developmental leap right now, and everything grates the wrong way. He wants to nurse, and he gets very sad when I tell him that there's no milk left. (The other day, he told me that since I'd just had dinner, there HAD to be milk...) I'm substituting cuddles and hugs, and when he asks, I'll lay down with him at night to help him sleep (he either kicks me out when he's ready, or goes to sleep and I leave)

But it's done.  J is weaned, and I have to get my head around the fact that for the first time in a long time, I'm not a nursing mother.


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May. 18th, 2011 08:45 pm (UTC)
i know just how you feel. i cried when my first weaned.
May. 18th, 2011 08:59 pm (UTC)
I have been wondering, now that my oldest is approaching 4, when That Day is coming. (My youngest is approaching 2, so not until then, I'm sure...but...I'm getting to the "I will miss nursing them, but I'm really tired of it!" point.)
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