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Sometimes I really wonder. Like, really Really wonder.

Sometimes I quietly contemplate what weaning is.

Sometimes I mourn just thinking about weaning.

Sometimes I marvel at the wonders of breastfeeding, breastmilk, and Baby Boy’s development.

Sometimes I want to be left alone.

Sometimes I want my breasts to be at least minorly sexual for Hun.

Sometimes I never want to stop breastfeeding.

Sometimes I want to stop breastfeeding even as Baby Boy is nursing.

Sometimes I get uncomfortable with the awareness that others find it strange or are uncomfortable that I’m breastfeeding, and a toddler at that.

Sometimes I’m extremely proud of myself for having breastfeed Baby Boy every day of his life. (That’s about 547 days, in case you’re wondering.)

Sometimes I wish it didn’t seem like such an anomaly to breastfeed exclusively, let alone for so long.

Sometimes I wonder if Baby Boy will simply self-wean and how that process will go.

Sometimes I wonder if Baby Boy will never self- wean.

Sometimes I never want to stop breastfeeding, so I can help others know it’s ok simply by doing.

Sometimes his quiet, relaxed, soft deep breaths, and still body attached to mine bring me into such an awareness of the present moments that I have no words.

Sometimes his attachment to me as he sleeps is annoying.

Sometimes I almost wish we believed in some other sleep method (cry it out comes to mind, though I’m no proponent of that method).

Sometimes sitting still and quiet as he sleeps on or beside me, reminds me to sit quietly and let things go for awhile, too.

Sometimes I wonder about all this and more.

Sometimes I don’t.

So for today, I’ll keep pressing on, breastfeeding Baby Boy to his heart’s content. I’ll hold the moments of him in my arms (or performing stunts) as I nurse him. I’ll not wish away the special time and the close bond we share together. I’ll marvel at how he’s grown so much that he can stand up to nurse and that he’s longer than my torso. Today, I’ll keep showering down my love for Baby Boy through nursing and our special time together every day.

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10-15-14

To Wean or Not To Wean?
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5 thoughts on “To Wean or Not To Wean?

  • October 16, 2014 at 4:22 pm
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    I miss it a lot. Both of my kids self-weaned between one and two. I was happy I didn’t have to make the choice for them and that they never seemed to miss it, honestly. I did, though!
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    • October 17, 2014 at 1:00 am
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      Thanks for this truth! I don’t want to make the choice for Baby Boy either, yet sometimes I do. Oh, the in-betweens of motherhood 🙂

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  • October 16, 2014 at 5:30 pm
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    Awww! I so know what you mean. Toddlers are strange nursers. They nurse in all types of positions and their suckling changes, too. I think things really got very different a little before JR was 18 months. At around then I night weaned only because he was making it impossible for me to sleep and his suckling at night tickled. But outside of that, he nursed a few times a day until he was like 27 months. I knew he would self wean completely and I’m glad I let him. He is now 30 months. I’m glad I’m expecting again because it definitely was sad when he stopped. A relief for my breasts since they had been sore from this pregnancy, but bitter because my first born’s nursing experience won’t be forgotten. 🙂
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    • October 17, 2014 at 1:04 am
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      Wow! JR went quite awhile. Congratulations to you for sticking it out! Is funny that I almost balk at that time, yet I know if I’m able and Baby Boy wants I’d gladly go that long! But, I vises that’s one of the funny things about nursing, no? 🙂

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