Good morning! How is DST treating you? Other than Lula playing in her crib until almost 8 o’clock last night–her bedtime is 7 o’clock–it has gone well for us.
Last Tuesday, I didn’t nurse my daughter for the first time in seventeen months. And by seventeen months, I mean her whole life other than when she was in the NICU and the doctors wouldn’t let me for a day.
This post won’t be melodramatic or sad, because weaning was neither one of those for us.
A few months ago, based on her continued high level of interest in nursing, I was fearful I would be doing the tandem thing when Baby 2 makes an appearance in July, which to me sounds almost impossible. My doctor was confident she would wean herself since I am not producing much in the way of milk. He was right!
Looking back, breast feeding was incredibly hard and there was certainly a period of adjustment.
Once Lula started eating real food at the six month mark, nursing became much easier because feedings got shorter.
I have read a lot of blog posts from a lot of women who LOVED breastfeeding. This was a particularly excellent post.
I don’t think I would ever put myself in the “I love breastfeeding and wish it would last forever” category. I didn’t dislike breastfeeding, I enjoyed the bonding that took place between me and my daughter–not to mention the knowledge of the great benefits she was receiving from me–but most of the time, it was just one of the many things we did every day.
Okay, there is one HUGE reason that I loved it. Breastfeeding ALWAYS calmed Lula down. If she was crying hysterically, all I had to do was get her to latch and boom, she was content. It truly was magical in that respect.
I think I have the perspective I do about breastfeeding because I was so chained–looking back, it was mostly self-imposed–to the couch or a chair when I fed Lula. She refused to take a bottle, so Pa didn’t have the opportunity to feed her until she started solids. If we had guests–for the first 6 months–I usually left the room when I nursed. Sometimes, that was a nice break, but most of the time, I wanted to keep having fun too. (Cue Debbie Downer)
I could have kept feeding her where I was but if it was naptime or bedtime, she needed a quiet place to drift off, especially as she got older.
Some of those long nursings that turned into naps were awesome. I got to text, talk to someone on the phone, watch an entire movie, etc.But sometimes I wanted to hang laundry, answer the door, or just walk around!
I’ve discussed my goals for babywearing with Baby 2 before, but I really hope to nurse on-the-go much more than I did with Lula.
a rare outdoor shot
Lula’s decline to complete disinterest in breastfeeding came about for a couple of reasons.
One, I’m pregnant and her nursing has been slowing down for a few months. In fact, some of our “sessions” were only lasting a minute in the past few weeks.
Two, she recently had a stuffy/runny nose for over a week which made it really hard for her to nurse.
Three–from my perspective–I know I will be doing this again, as long as Baby 2 wants to breastfeed. That has made weaning Lula easier since I know I get to do it all over again, starting in July.
It’s been almost a week so far and…Lula seems perfectly content to be weaned (I really hate that word).
I offer her some whole milk in the mornings, at the time she usually nursed, and she is perfectly content to sip on that.
Pa has been doing the entire bedtime routine, including bringing her back to her crib–we attempted this earlier in her life with disastrous results–and it has been a seamless transition.
I have not noticed any kind of hormonal mood swings (other than the ones from pregnancy- HA), pain, tenderness, or engorgement. I assume that’s because my milk supply dropped so slowly over time.
I’ve been wearing a “real” bra for the first time since I gave birth to Lula. No snaps, no extra pads, no nursing tanks, etc. And in all honesty, it hasn’t been that exciting.
Overall, weaning has been a great experience for us. I think I am most happy and proud that I waited until Lula was ready to wean, not when I was ready for her to wean.Every mama has a different opinion about this but I really wanted it to be her decision, not mine. However, if she still wanted to nurse at three years old…I am confident that I would be singing a different tune.
Have a great day!