A halt to the moo moo in me.
|August 12, 2010||Posted by Mabel under Breastfeeding, Parenthood|
Yes you read that right. I’m weaning officially – I have started since Eva went on solids but as of last Saturday, I’m actually going to stop breastfeeding. It’s more of baby-led weaning than anything else.
For the past couple of weeks, Eva has made no attempts to hide the fact that she doesn’t want to nurse when it’s time to nurse – doesn’t matter if it’s day or night. I used to be able to get away with dream feeding her but even now, in her sleep, she has the ability to know if it’s boob time or not. As long as there is milk flowing, she just refuses to nurse, preferring instead the comfort of her good old thumb. Thus, I find my supply dwindling more and more on the weekends and decided to relook at weaning her off since my Aunty Flo is due any time. (It makes it easier to wean as menses-related hormones will cause a dip in milk production.)
So I have gone from pumping or latching on around the clock (every four hours) to now only pumping once in the morning, one in the evening and reserving the night feed for her to latch on in case – most of the time, it’s just one boob and if I try to get her to nurse from the other, she’d protest in her sleep. Haiz.
In a way, it’s good – at least these days, I can opt to sleep earlier and well, I can go back to trying to lose all that post-pregnancy weight (yes, I’m a vain mummy). In a way, it’s sort of sad to say goodbye to her nursing. Still, I’m going to take this all in stride – it isn’t called baby-led weaning for nothing!
So yes, the journey was for 12.5 months, far longer than I had planned for and well, it was fun, milk blebs, blocked ducts and all.