I’m still nursing. Yes, nursing a toddler that is literally as tall as most 3-year-olds that I know. It’s hard to believe that I’ve been nursing and growing this child for nearly 22 months now. But now the time has come that I’ve seriously considered weaning.
Last night Kwabi woke at 1 a.m. crying for “milk.” I have long since stopped nursing him in the middle of the night (a month maybe??) but because I still nurse him to sleep (shame on me, I know….setting habits that are hard to break….), he naturally still wakes and sometimes wants to nurse back to sleep for comfort.
It took a while to calm him and to get him to take some sips of sunflower seed milk (homemade, thank you very much) from a bottle. That put him at ease, and soon enough, he was cuddled in my arms as we laid on his bed. As I drifted, I expected to see him also drifting, but was dismayed to find that his eyes were WIDE OPEN….
Eventually I got him to sleep (yes, I caved and offered the boob when he asked again–what can I say?? I knew it would be the magic bullet to get him back to sleep…).
So here I am, functioning on 3.5 hours of sleep, but stiffling yawns that keep threatening to break free…
Yep, let’s start this weaning process.
ay wrap it up b!!!
LOL!!!!