Squish is officially weaned. On Friday, after my morning run, I nursed him for about 15 seconds before he wriggled loose, ran to his high chair and didn’t look back. I said to myself, “I guess that’s it.” He hasn’t pressed the issue since then, and neither have I.
I feel pretty lucky that both of my boys basically weaned themselves. The process was gradual as one “scheduled” nursing after another bit the dust every couple of weeks until they were done. I never felt like I was withholding anything from them. Their interest just waned until it wasn’t really worth it to them any more, I guess. It hasn’t been too big of a deal for me, either. I’ve felt a little bit more emotional about it with Squish than I did with Manchild, even though Squish held on for about a month longer. I miss the little baby who would curl up and fall asleep on me so easily.
So now I’m curious. How has it been for you to wean your children? Hard? Painful? Easy peasy lemon-squeezey? And how has it been for you to adjust to having your body back after pregnancy/breastfeeding?
I find I’m less hungry. Not only because I’m not feeding someone else with my bodily fluids, but because I am aware that I’m not feeding someone else. Apparently, I’m in the habit of grabbing a bite to eat every now and then because I’m nursing. But now that I’m not nursing, I tend to stop with that bite of food halfway to my mouth and think, “I’m not hungry. I don’t even want to eat this.” And then I put it down. And then I back away. So now I’m learning to listen to my body tell me when it’s hungry again and I’m learning to listen to my child tell me when he needs some cuddle time.