The last few weeks I’ve been struggling with the idea of weaning the baby. There are many factors to consider and I feel like it’s a pretty big decision that deserves a lot of thought. After hours serious contemplation I’ve decided I’m getting too many mixed signals from my body and baby to make a decision right now.
From what I’ve been reading the weaning process is a lot more successful if initiated by the baby… But with my little cherub being pretty laid back (and loving to eat) I’m not sure if he really cares where he gets his food from. We’re down to two feedings during the week and they can be lengthy (forty minutes on one side alone last night), but I’m not sure if that is more of a comfort thing for him or if he just enjoys the milk! He’s eating baby food up to three times a day, so his interest will probably be waning soon.
Personally I’m not ready to give it up. Some of my favorite times are early in the morning when it’s still dark out, the house is quiet (except for the cats), and we’re both just waking up. I love how his little body still fits perfectly cradled in my arms, the soft noises he makes and how I have that peaceful time all to myself to admire how beautiful he is. When I scoop him up and take him upstairs to feed him before his nap after work, every part of my day that was shitty, stressful or stupid completely melts away when I’m with him. Unless he’s not hungry, fussy, smacking me in the face, tugging at my hair or trying to give me niplash, of course. Even then it’s still worth it.