We have entered “Weaning: Phase 1; don’t offer, don’t refuse.” Guys, this is hard. 😔 My gut is telling me it’s time. If I didn’t have to be a functioning human during the day, I would go on waking and nursing these leche loving boys as often as they desire, but, alas, I have 2 businesses, and a home, and a really cute hubby, and fur babies that rely on me, and, well, a life outside of my 2 little wildlings...a life that lately has felt a bit out of reach and unattended to.
On the particularly tough nights, in the early morning hours as my head is pounding and I am sore from contorting to tandem nurse 2 gangly toddlers, I get this total resolve...“That’s it, I’m done, weaning starts tomorrow, COLD TURKEY!” But then morning comes, and the previous night doesn’t seem quite so awful, and all is sweet and calm and cozy...and I start to tell myself, “they need this nursing for a reason, they must be going through a huge developmental milestone, or, they’re nursing so much because they haven’t been eating as well, this is EXACTLY what they need, and how lucky am I that I can provide it??” And, the thing is, somewhere in the middle is probably where the reality lies. All these feelings are accurate. I think life would be much easier if I weaned, not just easier; bearable. Because the exhaustion of trying to do what I need to do for work and life, on continuously limited and sporadic sleep is often pretty unbearable. But, I also believe that extended breastfeeding is so totally natural, and I cherish the time and closeness with my growing baby boys. It is so incredibly good for these babies, and, yes, they are often nursing for good reason. Nursing a toddler in their second year provides nearly all of their Vitamin B12, Folate, Vitamin A, and Vitamin C requirements, and a good chunk of their protein, calcium, and energy requirements. It soothes them, and comforts them, and provides teething pain relief, too. However, sanity is really nice. So, I hear 😉 (cont. in comments 🙊)