I've been working on weaning Judah for the past month or so, hanging on to those last morning and evening feedings just for cuddling purposes. With some baby-free vacations coming up quickly (Judah doesn't know yet, so don't spill the beans.), I figured I needed to finish the job before leaving him with Grandma for a week for three very important reasons:
1. Somehow I doubt she would appreciate me leaving him with her while he still expects someone to take their shirt off for him twice a day.
2. I have no interest in taking a breast pump on a cruise. Been there, done that, not signing up for it again.
3. Judah has only been eating on one side for a while now, and while being lopsided in full clothing isn't so bad, it's a little tricky to camouflage in a bikini.
So, with the exception of the moments when he wants to double check that the tank is indeed empty, I am officially finished nursing Judah.
Sigh.
1 comment:
This post made me laugh! Learned more than I was bargaining for about breast feeding :)
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