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Hey friends,

It's been a month and I've been totally MIA.  We went on a week-long cruise with both kids to the Virgin Islands which was amazing.  And tiresome.  And we're still recovering.  I should totally post some adorable babies in swimsuits on the beach photos.  If only I could remember where I downloaded them.

The big thing going on in my mommy-world right now is weaning.  Or the attempt to wean.  Big man is now almost 14 months old and if it were his choice, we would nurse until college.  Seriously.  So, whereas with Paisley and I it was more of a mutual decision and seemed natural and easier, this one is a doozy.

I've weaned him down to one feeding just in the mornings but I swear my breasts are hard as a rock and fuller than I've ever seen them by morning.  The milk fairy needs to spread the love elsewhere because I cannot cold turkey this with the production still up like it is.  Why is my body not getting the hint that this ship has sailed and we need to cut off the factory?!?

So, my plan is to nurse him only in the morning for a few more days and then try to nurse on only one side in the morning giving the other side 48 hours to dry up more.  I'm also going to get some cabbage leaves to put in my bra.  Already taking 800 mg of ibuprofen three times a day.  I've also heard sage tea might help.  Anyone with advice out there?  I'd be willing to eat/drink/apply/snort/sniff/ingest about anything at this point if it would make this process easier. 
Like it isn't already psychologically draining enough to know you are ending a beautiful bonding process with your last baby, I don't exactly need the physical pain. 

I should say I am incredibly thankful that I have had such a long, successful breastfeeding relationship with both kids.  My poor boobs are worn out though.  I dread seeing the aftermath the nursing left behind....


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  1. Sorry about the pain! Britt says he wishes you were his mommy buffet!

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  2. Lots of the allergy/cold medicines that dry up your congestion/sinuses also can affect supply. In my breastfeeding support group, a few women took Benadryl to help with oversupply. You might try taking one before bed.

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  3. Starting regular birth control will do it. I didn't have much left but it was for sure gone when I went back to my nuvaring.

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