Since I spent so much time at the beginning of Michael’s
life talking about our “journey” with nursing I feel like it is only right that
I also provide a conclusion to that chapter in our lives. As of his 1st
birthday Michael is officially done nursing. I had heard that this would be
bittersweet, that by ending that I would feel as if part of his babyhood was
over, and yes part of it is, but to be frank, it was just sweet to be
done. For us nursing was great,
everything worked as it should, he understood how to do it from day 1, he got
enough food, and I only had minor skirmishes with infection etc, but by the
time he turned 1 we were ready to be done. We started to introduce cow’s milk
about 3 weeks before his 1st birthday (evil I know), and his initial
reaction was one of shock and disgust, but slowly, what seemed like ever so
slowly we replaced one feeding after another with cow’s milk. We tried all
sorts of sippy cups to no avail, he would drink water and on occasion juice
from a sippy cup but milk, you have got to be kidding! So we introduced the
bottle, he had been given a bottle from time to time but it wasn’t really his
cup of tea, he never really understood what to do with it and if I was there-
forget it! But he would take milk from a bottle, so I bought a few (yes when my
child was almost 1 I bought bottles, I know it is ridiculous) and things went
better. Now he loves milk, we aren’t quite up to the recommended ounces per day
(just a few shy today) but things are looking up, we are getting so close. Now
he has learned a word for milk “ma!” and he loves to drink it, especially when
it is accompanied by cuddles or a good book. Nursing before bed and naps has
been replaced by reading books, brushing teeth, and singing, and after a few
rough weeks we are settling back into a routine. Yay for Michael moving on to
bigger and better things! It has been great having him drink milk, I am no longer beholden to the clock and he has gotten to spend a lot of quality time with his dad!
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