Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Growing up
I am ready to wean my son. I have finally gotten to the point that some days, it pisses me off that I have to still nurse. That's not good. I feel agitated at times by the way he yanks up my shirt and dives into my breast. Well it's just starting to feel a bit weird to me. So, we are going to try to have my wife take him to the grandparents for a weekend and hope that my absence will not be a negative, and that being over there will be a distraction. Truth is, there is no real guideline on when to do it or how to do it. Everything I have read says, you will know when it is time, the child can self- wean but some never do, and you just need to make the decision and be consistent. Well, thanks, that helps! I am constantly struggling with the need for me to have my body back and the need for him to have the comforting cuddling and nursing he has known since he took his first breath. I just don't know when it won't be difficult for him and I know that it is starting to get difficult for me. I want to enjoy my child, I don't want to feel agitated when he goes to bed and wants to paw at me, stroke my belly and nurse until my nipple is halfway down his throat. I am not kidding...... and nobody EVER shared any of this with me. I wonder why? I am not sure if I would have REALLY listened anyway but a little foreshadowing would have been nice. So I am looking for some herbs to dry up the breastmilk and we will begin the process in a couple of weeks.
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We're in synch! I've been REALLY not enjoying nursing lately. I whined my way out of the morning nursing sessions by saying it was too dark (she had learned that when it was dark, she should be asleep instead of nursing). Then the past few days, she's been sleeping in a sleeping bag, and she likes the process of getting in it so much that she hasn't asked to nurse! In 3 nights. Hee hee! I'd be surprised if I have any milk left. And yet I simultaneously feel guilty... it made her so happy. But she wasn't being very nice to me during it, it was getting painful and irksome, and I just didn't want to have such a negative association around something to do with her. So we'll see; part of me hopes it's over (and that now my breasts will magically go back to what they were like before pregnancy...) and part of me regrets losing that part of our bond. Good luck with your weekend plan! I hope it helps! (I was on youtube earlier this week looking for nursing videos for my class and saw some from moms proud to be nursing their 8 year olds... I don't think I could survive another 2 years of this much less SIX more years of it!) :)
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