Today makes one year of breastfeeding Ryan. I am very, very proud to have accomplished this. It feels so good knowing that I have provided the best nutrition available for my son, just as I did for Alyssa (though I only made it to ten months with her).
Ryan is still nursing three to five times per day. He handled a bit of cow’s milk given to him two days ago okay, and he enjoys juice, but he still enjoys breastfeeding, and almost prefers that over sippy cups.
Now the big question: will I wean? Dan used to have it in his head that I would cut Ryan off the very minute he turned a year old (that was at 9:00am on July 26th; I was nursing him as usual at 10:30am on July 26th!). Now he realizes that cold turkey isn’t good for Ryan (trauma, upset) or me (engorgement, risk of infection from engorgement, etc.), so he’s cutting me some slack.
I don’t want to be nursing a two year old, but at the same time I realize that proper weaning is a gradual process. As it is, you could say that the weaning process has already started, since Ryan is no longer nursing six, eight, ten, or even twelve times a day. The moment we first introduced solids, the weaning began, since Ryan was then getting some nutrition and a full belly from a source besides me. And now with sippy cups with juice, and hopefully cow’s milk soon… that too contributes to weaning.
So, we’ll see. For now, I am still breastfeeding. I plan on wearing my “that’s my baby’s lunch you’re staring at” shirt again, and I still wear layered tops when I go out so I can breastfeed Ryan discreetly.
And… I think I’ll end this entry with my favorite photos from Ryan’s birthday party. :heart: