…to wean our toddler, once and for all: Monday. Sunday night will be our last time ever breastfeeding.
Avery has only been nursing to sleep now, once at nap time and again at bedtime, for about 4 months. My wife has been putting her to bed more frequently in preparation (twice this week). On Monday at nap time will be the first time I refuse her milk to fall asleep to. Monday bedtime will be the first of an entire week of her Mo putting her to bed. No more mommy at bedtime (instead I’ll do the bathtime portion of the routine). We have been talking to her about it – about how she’s getting so big and strong and soon she won’t need milk from mommy to go to sleep anymore. She’ll get water and warm almond milk in bed with her as alternative options (the almond milk just until she has gotten over the loss of nursing).
I have mixed feelings, of course.
I washed my nursing bras tonight for what will probably be the last time (well I guess second to last because I’m not going to pack them away dirty…). I’m pretty sure I’ll cry when I put her to bed Sunday night. I’m going to savour every last moment of it.
But I’m also ready. She’s ready. She’s ready to need me less (she just doesn’t know it yet).
Expect a post full of all the emotions after Sunday night…