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Operation "Please-Stop-Nursing"

Operation "Please-Stop-Nursing-For-The-Love-Of-My-Sanity" is looking to be a failed mission.  I am ready to be done with this phase and Graham needs to agree with me.

We are so lucky that we had two great breastfeeders.  Paisley gradually transitioned to the sippy cup and whole milk by 9 months though while Graham is 11 months old now and still wants to nurse every 2-3 hours even if he is eating solids well.

He hates ALL sippy cups.  It doesn't matter to him if they have handles or straws or cute patterns or awesome shapes.  They all suck compared to mom' bottles.  And he's never taken a bottle.

But as much as I've enjoyed the sweet, quiet nursing time with both babies, I need to reclaim my body.  I want to get back on regular birth control and feel like I have energy again.  I want to drink three glasses of wine without worrying about it.   And I want to leave my house without fear that he is going to lose his marbles without being able to nurse.

So, my current plan is to pump during the day as much as possible so that he can have my milk in his sippy cup.  Then he also won't be too successful if he tries to nurse.  And I'm going to try to spread out feedings to every 4 hours and then hopefully start cutting them back even more.

This is soooo tough.  I love this little man and I don't want to make him sad.  But it's time.  :(

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  1. ElizabethJuly 1, 2013 at 6:39 PM

    Oh good luck- this feeding baby thing is so hard. We are currently trying to get Charlotte to supplement with formula because she is not gaining weight but she hates it! I feel like she should be a chunky monkey with as often as she nurses, biut no. I hope you can wean him quickly and reclaim your body! Sidenote- he's already 11 months?! Wow!

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  2. FaithJuly 3, 2013 at 10:18 AM

    Ugh, I know exactly how you feel. Addy is 2.5 and STILL nursing! It's her favorite thing to do. And because she is my first and last to nurse, and my baby, I can't find the heart to say no:(. I want my body back too - every time I get sick, or need a med, the dr struggles with me. I'd love to be able to make decisions about my health without worrying about the milk....my limit is 3 so I see a light at the end of the tunnel. But not looking forward to it. I hate making my kids sad lol!

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