Life Family and the Pursuit of Sanity

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They’re Officially Mine Again! January 3, 2012

Filed under: Baby G — arminta @ 1:08 pm

They = my boobs

Me = the hubs


Baby G is officially not nursing anymore. At all. Ever. And he will bite the shit out of any boob that tries to find its’ way into his mouth. The last time I tried to nurse him was on Christmas, he was so tired and we were out of milk (almond or cow) and I had tons of warm milk, just waiting to be drank. He bit me so hard. So hard. I cried. Needless to say, I haven’t tried since. He hasn’t asked, either.


Some mommy’s might like this. They might be thrilled to be shot of nursing without the hassle of weaning. Not me. I wanted to nurse to at least 24 months. AT LEAST. My plan was to let him nurse as long as he wanted. I guess we succeeded on the plan…


He’s growing up way too fast. I can barely remember the little pudgeball that couldn’t sit. I miss my little sling/tit monkey that never wanted to leave my side. I hate not being his favorite person in the whole wide world, anymore. I loved co-sleeping (another thing he ended earlier than I was ready) and nursing. I guess I should be happy that he’s so independent. I should take it as a sign that I’m doing something right and now he’s confident or something. Most of me knows that. But, a part of me really just wants to sprinkle magic de-aging powder on him and relive that first year over again.


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