If anyone out there is still reading this blog… ahem… it’s been awhile (sorry!). Chaos has officially ensued at the Harrington house as we prepare for the arrival of our newest addition. [insert something funny here about how dear hubby and I are apparently super fertile]. We are so excited to embrace another little person and can’t wait for HIS arrival (yep… it’s another boy!).
On to the point of this post. So, I have recently been spending a great deal of time talking to Liam about being a big boy and how he can snuggle mommy to go to sleep at night (as opposed to nursing- his favorite sleep association). Liam’s typical response to this conversation is, “I don’t want to be a big boy. I’m a baby. I nurse ONE more time.” This carried on for about a week. Last night, I found myself exhausted and WAY TOO pregnant to be comfortable in any kind of nursing position. So I simply said, “Not tonight,” when Liam asked. He accepted my response {gasp}, and rolled over and went to sleep (after much tossing and turning). Tonight… he didn’t even ask. And with the help of a little white noise (thank goodness for iPhone apps), he quickly drifted off to sleep.
Weaning this time truly is bittersweet for me.
[Disclaimer: I am not at all opposed to the concept of tandem nursing; I just don't think it's for me. I would go nuts wondering if the little one is getting what he needs. I remain a huge advocate of extended nursing.]
Posted on February 13th, 2012 by tonya
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