I haven’t posted in a while, but that’s not because nothing is happening. It’s because EVERYTHING is happening. It seems like Adam reaches a new milestone every day. He gives kisses, answers to his own name, crawls, uses sign language, pulls himself up, walks with a walker, laughs when he hears Mike and I laughing. He’s also got six (six!) teeth. EVERYTHING!
He’s also decided he doesn’t want to breastfeed anymore. Like one day he was just done and now he doesn’t even know what he’s looking at when I offer my breast. He just kind of pokes at it like some oddity.
At first I fought it tooth and nail, sitting on the pump for two hours total a day while he wailed to be picked up or let out of the playpen. But I’ve come to the realization that I really need to stop beating myself up over this! The stress involved in trying desperately to get my kid to feed was making every day a chore. I’m not in this mommy game to make life harder for myself than it needs to be. I’d rather play with my formula-fed kid than ignore my breast-fed kid so he can be a ‘breast-fed’ kid. And once I made the decision to wean it was like this weight lifted off of me. And you know what? Adam is fine. He hasn’t skipped a beat. I was willing to go as long as he wanted, and it turns out that is exactly what I did! Eight months of breastfeeding in the bag! I’m very proud of myself. Now bring on the underwire bra! I don’t drink, but I might just have a beer for kicks. Woo hoo!!
(Update: I just did!)
In other news:
This morning I put Adam down to play so I could go into the kitchen and make him a bottle. That sweet little nugget that I birthed, like, two days ago (okay almost nine months ago), followed me in there! I turned around and he was right there at my feet! He wanted to see what his mama was up to. I’m not sure if it’s totally here or not, but he’s really starting to realize when I’m not in the room. And when I am in the room he’ll crawl over to my feet and look up like, ‘Dude, mom. Pick me up already!’
In a way it’s really sweet and it’s making me feel very loved and wanted while I wean. On the other hand, I’m terrified of the day when I go to the store without him and he screams the entire time I’m gone. I’ve babysat kids like that and it is no fun at all. I think I’ll have to research how to minimize it. Any moms out there have tips? Share please!
So it’s been a big month. Adam is turning into a little boy in front of my eyes and I’m getting my body back to myself. Life, as usual, is good. I hope you all had a fantastic Christmas! I’ll end with some fun, random pictures from the last month.