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Fairly Odd Mother

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Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Weany, Weany, Whiney, Woe

Otherwise titled, "My Cup Runneth Over"

I have decided to wean my last child, D, who is now 2 1/2 years old. To some, this may sound like an absurd amount of time to nurse (I recall hearing someone say, "If they can ask for it, they are too old"); to others, he is such a little baby and not nearly ready to give up this source of comfort and nourishment.

I know I could easily have kept on going until his next birthday, and beyond, if necessary. I have no squeamishness about toddlers nursing. D was also the easiest of my three to breastfeed, never once needing a supplemental bottle of formula, giving me mastitis or causing me to run to the lactation consultant or pediatrician for constant weigh-ins (all of these things occurred with my girls).

But, the truth is that I'm tired. My boobs are worn out from nearly 6 years of constant use. And, I made a promise to myself that I would be done nursing by the time I was 40, which is now only months away. A planned weekend getaway with a few of my high school friends (high school friends; as in, we were 17 the last time we hung out regularly!) in late June has really kicked me to start the process of weaning.

But, as in many things, I tend to go for drastic rather than gradual. So, I just stopped, cold turkey. D isn't thrilled with this arrangement, but he is getting more accustomed to it.

My boobs, though, are not quite so understanding. One side is like, "Eh? You hardly ever used me anyway, so whatever already". The other side is all, "Say uncle! Say uncle!".

They do look fabulous though. It's too bad that soon I will no longer be so buxom in my 34A's. I can't even look at a deflated balloon without shuddering. Wish me and my bodacious ta-ta's luck. We're going to need it (or the number of a good surgeon).

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Anonymous Anonymous said...

One thing I've learned about weaning - if the kid takes it OK, then they were ready. If it is a humongous struggle with lots of screaming and crying for days and weeks, then not so much.

A weekend away? I'm swooning in envy!

(and my breasts have had almost 9 yrs of use, so they are looking for a nice supportive bra!)

9:55 AM  
Blogger Mom said...

Weaning is hard. I have been trying for months and Rachel was three in April. We have gone a week without nana at nighttime, so I guess I can safely say she is weaned, but she still keeps putting her nose in my cleavage and saying, "I smell NANA!"

We had a lot of times when I thought it was time and it turned out -- I was wrong. The funny thing is now that I have my own breasts to myself I miss that closeness a lot.

I am like Rachel in the previous comment, I have been nursing without a break for nine years too. I wonder how many of us there are out there.

10:18 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'm still nursing a 3.5 year old, so I can relate at least a little. I'm ambivalent about weaning. On one hand, it's a great tool and I love the closeness and I love when she says "I looooove nummo!". On the other, well, I'm getting kinda tired of having my breasts be fair game, starting to feel awkward with family and strangers (and guilty about feeling awkward).

11:27 AM  
Blogger Blog Antagonist said...

Oh kids are older now, but I still remember the bittersweetness of weaning. I only have two, and I had quite a gap in between, so I wasn't quite ready to let go. My last baby, Diminutive One, weaned himself at a year old, after a fairly serious nursing strike at 8 months. I really wanted to keep going, but he had other ideas. And, as they say, you can lead a baby to the boob but you can't make him suck. I was sad, but I have to admit, it was somewhat liberating.

You never know, your boobs may fare better than you think. Some women look just fine after weaning. Mine don't look 20 anymore, but I think I they look pretty okay. :?)

11:40 AM  
Blogger Whirlwind said...

Wow, 2.5 years. I don't know how you did it! I quit cold turkey and the first 3 days were the worst!

I heard wrap them in cabbage leaves and it reduces the pain/swelling.

11:44 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh, good luck Little D. As you know, my little guy weaned himself at 14 months... just one day decided that, "Eh." I was shocked, since he had been such a little boob man. At first I was really sad. And then after a few weeks, I was more than OK with it when I realized that Daddy could put him to bed.

I have some good tight sports bras if you want them. That, and mmmmm cabbage leaves, are supposed to do the trick. And don't sleep on your belly or you'll wake up in a pool of milk. Lovely.

3:54 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Good luck w/the weaning. If you're ready, then go for it. Hope he adjusts well. What's nice about when they're older is that you can reason with them. But then of course, they can try to reason you out of it ;-)

I'm still nursing one of my children and it's probably not the one people would think. I even went away for 5 nights (business trip), planned to use that as a weaning opportunity (mostly b/c I feel subtle pressure from loved ones that this child is "too old" to be nursing). But my heart really wasn't in it. After nearly a week of no nursing, I let the child start up again. Back to ground zero!

7:44 PM  
Blogger Robin said...

I feel your pain. Now that I'm no longer nursing my formerly ohmigodIcan'tbelieveI'mactuallyaCcup boobs are back down to barely A's. We're not talking tube socks and tennis balls - it's more like anklets and marbles!

Seriously though, when I'm not a blogger extraordinaire I'm an LC, so I feel a compunction to gently suggest that gradual weaning will be much kinder to your breasts and will help you avoid all sorts of nasties like mastitis. (I'm not weighing in here on the pros and cons of gradual weaning for D - he's your child and you know best what will work for the two of you.)

Be gentle with yourself, too. Weaning can come with a lot of mixed emotions that sneak up on you when you least expect it, especially as you redefine your parenting post-breastfeeding. I'm sure you already know that having been through it all before, but I'm putting it out there for those who may be earlier along in their parenting journey.

And last but certainly not least, WELL DONE MOM!! You've given D a tremendous lifelong gift and you should be very proud.

5:07 AM  
Blogger Jeni said...

ha. i was going to wean maizie last month. still not got around to it.

keep pumping those bad boys for visual appeal.

11:42 AM  
Blogger OhTheJoys said...

My boobs are ruined. RUINED. They were a 32F and now are a 30C. (and wrinkled ... and weird.)

7:26 PM  
Blogger K. said...

Maybe it's just me, but I found this post quite funny! My "baby" weaned unceremoniously at age 3 plus, she was so casual about it that I felt like asking her "are you sure???" I nursed my two girls for over 6 years, and I'm glad I did. And my boobs are still very sad about it, but what are you gonna do? Buy really good bras! Good luck for both of you, this can be such an unsure transition, I hope it will be smooth.

10:11 PM  
Blogger the mad momma said...

ohmigoodness.. you are amazing.. i wish i could have done that but i was too lazy after the first year.... i am now nursing my 10 day old and my 22 month old son looks at me in shock and wants to know why i am letting the 'baby bite' ... on the other hand.. i think weaning is such an emotional thing... its actually cutting the last cord...all the best!

3:11 AM  

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