Tuesday, December 17
two years and a bit
last night, when little imp woke up and boyfriend took him into our bed, he refused to nurse. he snuggled up beside me and fell asleep very calmly. a few hours later, it was only a really quick sip. and in the morning he refused again. i think our breastfeeding journey is coming to an end, after two years and a bit. i had expected it to last longer, and perhaps it would have if i hadn't been pregnant, because i suspect he has been dry nursing for some time now. honestly, it would make things easier for me at the moment if there was no more breastfeeding. but on the other hand i already miss it so much. i'm extra happy now that we still have our co-sleeping in place during about half of all nights (since little imp sleeps through the other half on his own). and i'm proud of myself for having managed to let him self-wean. well done to me.