Because it’s been soooo long since I talked about boobs

This reminds me of one of my last La Leche League meetings with my old group. My leader who is a lovely, funny woman, made a stuffed breast for demonstration purposes. The first time she used it she kept cracking up at the fact that she had actually made a stuffed breast and for all [...]

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Love Thursday: Sing the goodnight song

When Jamie was sick last week there were a few times when I really, really, REALLY wanted to offer to nurse. When he cried for two plus hours for water, while I doled it out a teaspoon at a time, every 15 minutes. When he whimpered in my arms, burning with fever. When he clung [...]

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Forgotten

I wonder if Jamie’s already forgotten about nursing. He still calls my breasts “two nurse” when he sees me changing, but the physical language associated with breastfeeding – the head dip, the little pawing motions – is gone. Even tonight when he melted down at bedtime and wanted to be cradled like a baby there [...]

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All aboard, choo choo

Ready or not, the weaning train has left the station.
After I got back from Boston we nursed as a part of our bedtime routing for two nights and it was clear to me that it was no longer a positive part of the evening. Trying to return to pre-tonsilectomy limits was resulting in tantrums and [...]

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5 in 38

In the past 38 hours I’ve endured five temper tantrums. Kicking, biting, head-banging temper tantrums. Part of it is over nursing – and oh boy, am I close to weaning cold turkey – part of it, I have no flipping idea. Oh wait, because he’s TWO! Finally at bedtime tonight I let him bang his [...]

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It’s so late but this popped in my head and I wanted to get it down, since I’ve really been sucking at this blogging thing lately

Bathtime has been little dramatic lately because in typical two year old fashion,instead of being merely displeased at having his hair washed Jamie either thinks it’s funny or howls bloody murder and never recovers in order to actually enjoy his bath. This was the second type of night. He was fighting it before I even [...]

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Just in case I’m not sure

I realized the other day that we hadn’t nursed on the ill-favored, always lower supply, right boob in forever, and I hadn’t even noticed. Tonight as Jamie dove into bed chanting, "nur? nur? nur? nur? nur?" I surreptitiously checked the lesser boob and got barely a squirt. Just as I was thinking, well, good, when [...]

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Yawn. Even considering it’s Monday, yawn.

I’m wiped. I hosted an 8 am meeting this morning which means I had to be here at 7:30. Ungodly, that hour. I mean, with a toddler at home any deviation from the normal schedule means chaos, and my workday usually starts at 9. And I usually get a half hour at home by myself [...]

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Excuses, and boobs

I am veryveryveryveryveryveryvery busy right now. It’s wonderful, but leaves precious little time for blogging. Hopefully things will begin to stabilize next week and I can finish the 3 or 4 drafts I’ve started and saved. Until then, if you breastfed, are breastfeeding, or know someone who breastfed multiples, pop on over to Emmie’s and [...]

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Everyone is doing it

I guess I will too. I was waffling until I read Jody’s post this morning.
Welcome to all boobs, all the time week here at one plus one plus one!
5  months
15 months
I love how his brow is furrowed in both. I’ll update later this week with a current picture.

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