Sunday, February 28, 2010
End of Nursing
When I first became pregnant, I decided that I would breastfeed and I also knew that I would follow the child lead weaning theory. With Eli, he stopped nursing one week before he turned one. I think that if *I* had allowed it, he would have stopped much sooner. Scott had to bring it to my attention that every night I was basically wrestling Eli to get him to nurse and the nursing session ended very quickly. At one year of age, Ian was still nursing three times a day and I was very happy with that. Slowly that changed, first dropping his afternoon session. About two months ago, he was ready to go to bed without nursing. The morning session had been his longest nursing session for a while, he did very well nursing while the house was still quiet and there were no distractions. Until the other morning. He woke up, I grabbed him and his blankey out of the crib and headed to the rocking chair to nurse. He quickly latched on, suckled a few times, pulled himself off of the breast and sat straight up, looked at me and said "NO!" and started to wiggle down from my lap. I was heart broken....my baby has weaned himself. I have mixed emotions really, I am ready to be done with nursing, but I want Ian to stay little as long as possible! His weaning is just one more step towards him growing up. I am proud to say that I nursed my baby until he was sixteen months old. I have nourished his body and provided extra antibodies to keep him healthy. Our nursing session in the morning has been replaced by rocking with a sippy cup, but we still have that quiet time that it is just the two of us and I will treasure that time while I can.