Well, I think that I have finally nearly officially weaned this big baby boy of mine.
I am still hanging on to my favorite morning nursing session…although I don’t think that it will last much longer. I’m hardly producing any milk at all and I can tell that Mason is getting frustrated. As long as I have milk (even if it’s a mere drop or two), I plan on treasuring those morning cuddle sessions that I get to have with him. It’s the only time of the day that this little man sits still! He’s definitely the most mischievous of our kids…I have a hard time believing that he’s only 13 months and not a 2-year-old!
Although weaning Mason has been a little sad (I’m not exactly sure why…I wasn’t this disheartened while weaning the older two), there are definitely some perks of weaning!
Perk #1: He is finally officially sleeping through the night. It. Feels. Amazing.
Perk #2: I don’t have to take Mason with me everywhere I go. He was beginning to feel like an appendage.
Perk #3: Someone else can put Mason to bed at night…which means that Jon and I can actually escape together!
Since we had Mason (January 2012) we have hardly had the chance to go anywhere together, just the two of us. I took him out for a surprise early dinner (without kids) on his birthday, we went to a late showing of the Abraham Lincoln movie a few months ago (after Mason had already gone to bed), and we had Jon’s parents watch our kids outside of the L.A. Temple so that we could do a session together. That’s it. I know this is pretty typical for most couples out there!
In January, however, Jon found out that he won a special award. He learned that he would need to accept the award at a no-cost formal dinner in Hollywood and that he could take one guest for free. Hooray!
This was the final motivation that I needed to get on the ball as far as weaning Mason was concerned. I really wanted to go to that award ceremony and eat that fancy food! 😉 And I especially wanted to have an excuse to be alone with Jon for an entire evening and support him in his achievement.
So the weaning process began.
At twelve months, Mason was still nursing at least 5 times a day. I fed him on command, whenever he wanted it. My first goal was to feed him on a schedule…no more feeding on command. It was so hard to not give in to him whenever I knew that I wanted to nurse. After giving him what he wanted for 12 months straight, I realized that I had created a monster. Alas, I stuck to it and finally had him on a feeding schedule. After that, I slowly eliminated one feeding at a time until I was left with just the morning feeding.
Surprisingly, I’m pretty sure that the whole weaning process was harder on me than on Mason.
I don’t know why it has been so hard on me. I’m hoping more than anything that we’ll be blessed with at least one more baby so it’s not like I’m saying goodbye to my nursing days forever. I think that it has something to do with the fact that I truly treasured nursing this time around. I enjoyed every moment and wasn’t simply counting down the days when I could wean and get my body back to myself again. I was more grateful than ever this time around that I had the opportunity to nurse my own child. It truly is a blessing to be able to do so.
As is always the case, however, all good (and bad) things must eventually come to an end.
Thankfully, no more nursing meant that Jon and I got to go on an awesome date!
We walked around Citiwalk for a few hours and explored the stores, relaxed, and just enjoyed being together without hauling around diaper bags and strollers. Not that I don’t enjoy my children (and appreciate diaper bags and strollers), but it is nice to have a break every so often. 🙂
We tried on the sorting hat from Harry Potter.
When it was time to go to the awards ceremony, we changed into our fancy clothes in one of the bathroom stalls in Citiwalk (which was pretty tricky…I didn’t want to wait around for a handicap stall and had to maneuver inside of a normal-sized one).
But we got all fancied up.
We were served a delicious 3 course dinner (we felt like we were in Downton Abbey). Jon accepted his award.
Oh, and we couldn’t resist taking a few pictures with our good friend, Whoopi. 🙂
It felt like we were dating again!
The best part, however, was remembering that we weren’t just dating. We were, in fact, already married and that we had three precious kids waiting for us at home. A dream come true, for sure.
Yes, weaning definitely has its perks.
I am so blessed.