Breastfeeding Isaac has been, hands down, the most rewarding thing I have done. Especially since it was hard in the beginning and a process that required a lot of patience/long suffering.
You know what was almost as hard as getting started? Weaning.
And not because Isaac had trouble transitioning, or because I was engorged, or because he didn't like switching over to Almond milk. We had none of those issues. It was because I struggled with letting go.
For 13 months and 2 weeks, Isaac breastfed; like a champ. I could not be happier that we made it a whole year. I thought it would be more challenging than it was, but mostly because I listened to all the nay-sayers. We had absolutely no trouble sticking with it for as long as we did. I credit a lot of that to sleep training and a feeding schedule.
But when it came time to wean, I was not a happy mommy. I think it's just one of those things that, unless you've done it, it's impossible to explain. You form an incredible bond with your baby and it's so tight-knit for so long. And then, one day, it's severed.
Weaning for us looked like this: by 12 months, Isaac was already down to about 3 nursings a day. He would nurse first thing in the morning, some time inbetween nap 1 and nap 2 and then again when he woke up from nap 2. When it got closer to weaning time, I dropped the middle of the day feeding. Then a couple weeks later we dropped all feedings, cold turkey. The only part of the day that he had a hard time was the morning, and really only if he came into our bedroom (because we always nursed in my bed first thing after we woke up). Other than that, about a week into it, he didn't seem to even notice. He was on to bigger and better things: a sippy cup full of Almond milk!
I say all of this, not because I have regrets. I do not. We planned to nurse for one year. We went 13 months. We wanted to give my body a time of rest and recovery before we start trying for another one. I say this because it's a part of the process. And thankfully it wasn't that bad for very long. I quickly adapted to my freedom. I want to encourage other moms who are on the verge of weaning. It can be hard. But it's a part of the natural progression of life. Be proud of the time you invested into your baby while you nursed and cherish the connection you built. It will last a lifetime.
And you know what happened almost immediately after Isaac was weaned? He become the hugest daddy's boy. Almost to the point where he acts like he doesn't need me anymore, which makes me sad sometimes, but he still gives me kisses amd hugs so I know he still loves me. The kid is obsessed with his father. He follows him everywhere. He wants to do what he's doing; eat what he's eating. It's the cutest thing ever! And I love it.
The 2 of them are the best pair. Ben is incredible with Isaac. He is so patient with him. He teaches him, plays with him, makes meals for him, reads to him and they love to run errands together.
I'm one lucky lady. I mean, to have these 2 guys in my life, who love each other and who love me. What can I say? I'm blessed beyond words.
For those who are interested: Isaac is now 15 months. He drinks a cup or 2 of Almond milk or Hazelnut milk each day. We just believe that cow's milk is for baby cows, not baby humans. He gets plenty of protein and calcium throughout the day in his food and he has been on a Vitamin D supplement since infancy. He first transitioned to Coconut milk and then to Almond when we determined that he didn't have any allergic reactions to nuts. He loves all three kinds of milk; especially chocolate coconut milk.
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