I went away for the very first time without kids and without my husband. It was a huge milestone. A very good friend and I drove down to Cape May, NJ for a another friends wedding. You could say it was therapeutic. We didn’t use the car once the entire weekend. Instead we road our bikes everywhere, even to the wedding in our dresses and then two miles to another location for the reception.
The best thing about the weekend, my friend just gets me. We rolled with whatever came our way, made decisions on the fly, had no agenda, and no game plan. We did whatever we choose to do when we choose to do it. Now only if we could have stayed up later and have been party animals like we used to be. Two Mom’s on a weekend trip, sleep was a priority!
And without this trip I’d still be breastfeeding.
Hoping to make this annual or at least every few years.
This past Thursday was the very last time I nursed my baby. We made it to 11.5 months…close enough to say a year in my book! I went away for the first time without him this past weekend and it was the perfect time to wean him off. I have mix feelings about it still as I wasn’t sure I was going to go through with it. But he did so well without me, it just felt like the right time.
We don’t plan on having anymore children, so my breastfeeding era is completely over. Although I know it’s time to reclaim myself back, I’m sad to see this time of my life go.
Both of my children nursed until they were one and I’m pretty damn proud of that.
L, 11.5 months slept through the night for the very first time. From 6:45 pm to 6 am. Three nights ago I cut out the middle of the night nursing session and during those three nights my husband went in and settled him. The first night he was up and down for nearly 2.5 hrs and then it gradually got better each night.
One more nursing session still to wean.
Nearly everyday my almost 3 yr old daughter tells me “you like red” and I say “no yellow is my favorite color”. She then proceeds to try and will me to like red the best.
This week my 10.5 months old had his first ounce of whole milk. He seemed to take it just fine and may have actually enjoyed it. I haven’t given it to him again only because it’s been so busy I forgot. I’m hoping to wean him from nursing within the next four weeks…I have an out of town wedding to go to.
Last night he swiped a chocolate gram cookie from my daughter and ate it right up no problem. His first ever cookie. I was to awed by the whole scene that took place to take it away from him. Afterall he put a ton of effort in to get that cookie.
He’s not a baby anymore.
My grandmother was 94 years old. She passed away yesterday leaving behind 4 children, 12 grandchildren and 10 great grandchildren. We spent this evening together as a family (at her wake) poring over pictures, talking, reminiscing, laughing, joking, and simple being together. She was the matriarch of our Italian tribe. Our family traditions were born from her and her family traditions. Our heritage, personality traits, genetic makeup, and characteristics stem from her. And for that I forever greatful.
I will forever remember her as a strong, stubborn, brave, and loving grandmother.
Feels like there has been a lot of firsts around here lately. G had her first dentist apt this week. It was a bit of a disaster. Ok a real disaster. She flipped out almost instantly after entering the hygienist room. But in her defense the hygienist did nothing special to make her feel comfortable. She put on a mask and gloves and attempted to clean her teeth with an electric tooth brush. The only difference was the toothbrush was shaped as a penguin. She was hysterical. Needless to say she did not get a cleaning.
I’m thinking our next attempt at the dentist my be to a pediatric dentist where they adjust the typical routine to help young kids and first timers feel at ease.
As of now G was nothing to do with the dentist again.