... and told me I was out of milk. DS has always been all about the milk (as opposed to the sucking). He's been dropping WAY down and very definitely seems to be on the path to self weaning. But today we had such a moment when he tried both sides in the morning and just burst into tears -- not like a tamtrum but real sorrow. It broke my heart. He said, "Mama you don't have any milk, what happened? I don't want today to be the day!"
We both cried a lot and I held him and tried to say all the right things... but I almost feeling guilty for the tap running dry.
I think he's nursed so infrequently lately that the supply-demand thing it just doing its job.
I am ready for it to be done, but I want him to be ready too. He's such a big, lanky, boy now, I wish I could have the last time be all cuddly and small and toothless.
We both cried a lot and I held him and tried to say all the right things... but I almost feeling guilty for the tap running dry.
I think he's nursed so infrequently lately that the supply-demand thing it just doing its job.I am ready for it to be done, but I want him to be ready too. He's such a big, lanky, boy now, I wish I could have the last time be all cuddly and small and toothless.













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