This week Adelaide was introduced to cow's milk. This was to help her along in weaning from 'mama milk'. She started weaning on her own but upon plateau-ing I decided to nudge us along (after working thru a bit of guilt).
To elaborate, G and I had a different nursing relationship. Though I joked about being a milk machine back then that nick name is more fitting now. I think this is in part to me being a working mom (outside the home) while G was a baby. And now I have the opportunity to stay at home with the girls. Then, I missed G so much while I was away at the office; I cherished our cuddle time. Now, With Adelaide, I'm lucky to see/share in the little moments every day. I cherish our bath times, tickles, and play. And at this point nursing has become more of a chore than a bonding or nutritional need. Again this pains me to articulate because I'm still a bit conflicted. She's a great eater, both quality/variety and quantity. She's growing and alert. I know we're ready to move on. I think deciding this vs being forced along is new (with G I broke my foot and needed pain meds so we had an abrupt end).
Wish us luck during this time! Once adjusted, I hope to return to our smooth sleeping routine.
