Last year I shared my daughter’s crafty plea to get a hamster:
Sometimes I want to go back in time and pat first time mom me on the head and say “bless your heart.” Before I actually had kids, I knew it all (ha).
My 10 year old asked me who my favorite child was and I told her it was whoever wasn’t being a pain in the butt at that very moment. I was only half joking. 😉 Some moms really enjoy a certain stage or age range more than others but that’s not quite me either. Each of my 3 children is very different and I’ve realized that I really did enjoy each child differently at each stage and it really kind of was who was less of a pain in the butt, ha.
My son is 3 1/2 now and I think I can call him weaned. It was an incredibly gradual, gentle process and was rather different than what I expected. The other day he pointed to my shirt hanging down as I leaned over and said “that’s so I can nurse!”
He hasn’t nursed for nearly a month but I am so happy I truly allowed him to self-wean. I’ve talked about my experience breastfeeding my older children, and how I felt they weren’t able to really self-wean. When my oldest was a newborn, even the idea of nursing a 1 year old was foreign to me.