And just like that… he weaned.
I knew it was coming. He’d been barely nursing, and only before bedtime, for about the past month.
When we went camping last week, we stayed over our friends’ house quite past his bedtime. He was asleep by the time we returned to camp. So I put him down without nursing. He slept through the night.
The following couple of nights he wanted to nurse. But not last night. And not tonight.
To be sure, I asked him if he wanted to nurse. He stared at me blankly (I don’t typically use that term with him). I tried again, and made the sign for milk.
He giggled. And made the sign for milk. And giggled. And continued lying in my lap, playing with his lovey blankie.
Just to be sure (because I’m a first-time mom and have no idea what weaning is really supposed to look like), I tried one more time. This time, I made the sign for milk, and said, “Do you want some milk?”
He giggled. And made the sign for milk and laughed and laughed. But just kept snuggling with me in the rocker. Gazing sleepily at me with his eyes opening and shutting slowly.
And I knew he was done nursing.
And I rocked him until long past his bedtime.
And sang to him all the songs I could ever remember singing while I’d nursed him the past 17 months.
And remembered all the crazy things I’d tried to help me continue breastfeeding this baby that I/we love so dearly.
And how I thought I’d fail at breastfeeding, but somehow, we made it.
And I tried not to cry. Unsuccessfully.
And I thought of all the times I’d cried and wished he WOULD wean. And that didn’t help.
And he lay very still for a long time, which is unusual for my non-snuggly baby. And that helped.
And I told myself that at least it will be a long time before he doesn’t need me to rock him anymore. I hope. And that helped too.
And so he weaned.
How old was your child(ren) when they weaned? Was it all at once or did it sneak up on you? Was it a happy day or bittersweet?
And because I think breastfeeding is an amazing and beautiful part of motherhood, that some women enjoy, and some don’t want to, and some wish they could, I am hosting a Breastfeeding Awareness Event next week. Kicking off on August 1st, World Breastfeeding Day. And I will be sorry to not participate with my baby, but I will be supporting all moms who want to or continue to breastfeed! I hope you’ll join me!