Okay, so I meant to do an update around 9 months but I forgot. So, here we are! Bear is 10 months old and we have survived this far and the finish line is right around the corner. While I fully support anyone's desire to breastfeed for as long as they and their scooter want, I am counting the days until Bear is one and I can wean him without any overwhelming guilt. I'm very ready to be done.
Not that it's horrible for me anymore; Bear is an efficient eater and nurses very quickly. I'd been anxious about him always nursing to sleep but he's been moving away from that of his accord, so that's crossed off the list. Now, it's really more about selfishness on my part. I want to be able to leave him for more than a few hours. I want my body to myself. I'm ready to stop lactating and wear normal bras. I do look back over the last 10 months and marvel that I kept this other human alive with my own body. That's pretty amazing. As I mentioned before, this has never been simple to me. There are lots of pros and cons. If (IF) we decide to have another child I am not sure what I will decide to do.
Any how, weaning tips for a baby who loves breastfeeding are much appreciated. I'm hoping he will just surprise me and not mind weaning too much. That's possible...
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Monday, March 7, 2016
Sunday, March 6, 2016
Little Bear is 10 Months!
He's growing up!!
The GOOD
Bear is now a very efficient and fast crawler. He's also added climbing on anything he can to his repertoire, which is terrifying to me but he is delighted. He's also started repeating words. Words. Papa, Mama, okay, hello, go, night night... WHAT! This is just completely mind-blowing to me. He will occasionally stand independently and acrobatically cruises all over, so I'm guessing walking is just around the corner. He's starting to really show us his personality now and it's full of craziness! He is a complete daredevil (which has resulted in two bloody noses this last week) and fearless, with the exception of being alone. He hates being alone. Hates it. Which brings me to...
The BAD
Bear is a crap sleeper. Crap. And this is not my cry for help, so everyone just put down your sleep books and such, I promise you, I've read them all. I could really get into this but I'm not going to. I'm going to just say this: sleep "training" is a ridiculous idea to me because not only are all children individuals, but so are all parents, and maybe someone else would have Bear sleeping like a dream, but I can't let that child scream so hard that he starts gagging and is drenched in sweat. Like I said, he hates being alone, which I thought we could solve by having him room with Z, which still might happen some day, but, Z hates not being alone and right now the two of them together equals no sleep for anyone. The good news is that Bear is learning to fall asleep alone in his bed at last. The bad news is that I have to be in there. Not saying or doing anything, just sitting there quietly in the dark. I've been catching up on my podcasts.
His other downfall is his intense obsession with hair, mainly mine. He loves to grab and chew on people's hair. Hence, my new short haircut.
The AWESOME
You know, I love this kid. He's so jolly and adorable. His boldness scares me a little but also fascinates me. He is just SO different from Z that I'm fascinated to see who he is going to be. It's awesome watching his personality unfold.
The GOOD
Bear is now a very efficient and fast crawler. He's also added climbing on anything he can to his repertoire, which is terrifying to me but he is delighted. He's also started repeating words. Words. Papa, Mama, okay, hello, go, night night... WHAT! This is just completely mind-blowing to me. He will occasionally stand independently and acrobatically cruises all over, so I'm guessing walking is just around the corner. He's starting to really show us his personality now and it's full of craziness! He is a complete daredevil (which has resulted in two bloody noses this last week) and fearless, with the exception of being alone. He hates being alone. Hates it. Which brings me to...
The BAD
Bear is a crap sleeper. Crap. And this is not my cry for help, so everyone just put down your sleep books and such, I promise you, I've read them all. I could really get into this but I'm not going to. I'm going to just say this: sleep "training" is a ridiculous idea to me because not only are all children individuals, but so are all parents, and maybe someone else would have Bear sleeping like a dream, but I can't let that child scream so hard that he starts gagging and is drenched in sweat. Like I said, he hates being alone, which I thought we could solve by having him room with Z, which still might happen some day, but, Z hates not being alone and right now the two of them together equals no sleep for anyone. The good news is that Bear is learning to fall asleep alone in his bed at last. The bad news is that I have to be in there. Not saying or doing anything, just sitting there quietly in the dark. I've been catching up on my podcasts.
His other downfall is his intense obsession with hair, mainly mine. He loves to grab and chew on people's hair. Hence, my new short haircut.
The AWESOMEYou know, I love this kid. He's so jolly and adorable. His boldness scares me a little but also fascinates me. He is just SO different from Z that I'm fascinated to see who he is going to be. It's awesome watching his personality unfold.
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