Yesterday afternoon, Trevor took Brody to his parents’ house for the weekend. This is the first time he has spent the night away from home and the longest that I’ve ever been away from him. I was kind of a wreck to send him, but I only cried for a few minutes after he left…. I can’t help it, I am so used to him being attached to me 24/7! The main reason for this weekend excursion is weaning. It is officially time. I really don’t want to stop yet, but Brody will not night wean, and I fear the only option is to totally wean so that I can start sleeping again. After a year without sleep, it’s time to get it back! I made it over a year, same as with Knox, so I don’t feel too guilty! I nursed him for the last time on Friday afternoon, and I could have sobbed. He was so precious with his sweet curls brushing up against my skin, his chubby hands holding onto my shirt. He has always looked at me right in the eyes while nursing, too, so it’s been a huge bonding time for us. I will miss it very much! It’s even sadder thinking that he’s probably my last baby, so this really is it for me and breast feeding.
Trevor’s parents were game to help, so I was happy to be able to send him over there to start the process. Today, I am in agony. My chest is out of control. I am busting out of a D cup nursing bra with these boulders. Of course, Knox is LOVING being an only child this weekend, and has been wanting me to hold him constantly. This would be great if he was not insistent on rubbing his head all over my chest. He headbutted me a minute ago directly in the boob, and I seriously thought I would cry. He ran around the house mocking me saying “Don’t! Ahhhhhhh! Ouch!” Yeah, it felt great.
I hope that these couple days away from Brody helps to speed up the drying-up process so that nursing is no longer an option. He is eating fantastically (everything in sight) and finally starting to drink milk from a sippy cup, so he is not hungry. Nursing has become a major comfort measure for him, so I feel like it’s purely habit-breaking at this point. I think I may head to the grocery store for some cabbage leaves to help with engorgement- I have heard from so many people that it really helps to put cabbage leaves in your bra when you’re trying to dry up your supply. We shall see! I’m not particularly looking forward to smelling like a wilting cabbage, but you do what you have to!
Bye-bye, breast feeding.
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