Weaning Woes and Weaning Whoo Hoo's!

Faith and me on her birthday 6/16/08

It is done. The breastfeeding, that is. I can't believe that I lasted as long as I did. 13 and a half months. My last day was Sunday, the 27th. I kept telling people that Sunday was going to be my last day and people would look at me and cock their head to the side like they didn't believe me. And I don't blame them. I didn't really believe myself even when I said it out loud. In fact, when Sunday morning came around and I was giving the so-called 'last feeding', I thought to myself that I'd quit the next day instead. And then Monday morning came and I just didn't want to make a big THING out of it. So I got her out of her crib and came downstairs. And that was it. She's pulled at my shirt a couple times, but the moo cow is now empty. It's gone. All gone. So I guess that makes it official.

(Thanks for the blog idea, Stephanie)

Reasons to have woes:

• No more quiet time with Faith while she gazes into my eyes lovingly and rubs my hair and my back.
• No more feeling like I have a little baby who depends on me for nourishment.
• I have to fast again.
• I can't sleep in the recliner when she wakes up in the morning and use it as an excuse to sleep just a litte longer.
• In fact, I can't sit in the recliner at all as she associates it with nursing.
• I'm thinking that Faith's BM's might not be as reliable since she's having whole milk now, but so far she's fine.
• My boobs are going to get smaller.

Reasons to Whoo Hoo!:

• I get to fast again.
• My boobs are going to be smaller which hopefully means I get smaller in other places.
• I'm counting on losing that 'last ten pounds' that people say you lose after you give up breastfeeding. It's going to just fall off. Right? RIGHT??!!!
• Caffeine is calling my name and that makes me so happy.
• I get to get a new bra.
• My g's will no longer be stretched out and ruined from yanking them down because I got sick of the nursing g's and nursing bras.
• I can go on a girls overnighter with my sisters and my favorite cousin next week and not worry about the poor starving baby at home.
• John can get up now with the baby instead of me on the VERY RARE occasion that she might wake up. Right, John?
• No more biting and bruising.
• No more planning my days and evenings around nursing. I'm free!Now I get to dream about having another one and doing it all over again.

A little video of Faith and the new game she likes to play. This is what she sounds like ALL DAY LONG. I am totally and completely in love with her loud little girl voice.

(Pause my music on the left-hand side so that you can hear Faith in all her adorableness)