…..for 5 whole weeks.
My original plan was to nurse Charlie until she turned two but I had to rush things along a little because I really don’t want to nurse two kids at once. Weaning was a lot easier and harder than I thought it would be. Charlie dropped all but two nursing sessions herself. By the end, I was nursing her before her nap on the weekends and only 2 – 3 nights a week before bed. I probably could have weaned her a lot sooner but I always ended up giving into her requests for “Mama milk” because I was usually too tired to put up with an angry toddler. Finally, the past two weeks I had had enough. She was no longer nursing for just a few minutes, she wanted to nurse for 45 minutes to an hour, something she hadn’t done in months. I felt like we were going backwards.
With Conor’s encouragement, I finally just said no one day. Like most toddlers, she likes being thought of as a big kid. I basically said, “Mama’s milk is for babies and you’re a big girl now.” I asked her if she was a big girl and she thought about it for a minute before saying no. Nice try but I stood my ground and refused to nurse her. We cuddled a little before bed and she eventually fell asleep on her own. The next time I put her to bed, she asked for Mama’s milk and I reminded her that she’s a big girl now. This time SHE told me that mama’s milk is for babies. Such a relief.
So, I have about a month where I won’t have to worry about breastfeeding. To be honest, I’m both looking forward to and dreading having to nurse a newborn again. I’m mostly dreading the beginning and the possibility of being in pain for a few weeks but hopefully, knowing how wonderful a good breastfeeding relationship can be will get me through it.