Weaning notes

All I can say is that sometimes I feel all zen with the decision to wean my baby boy. And then sometimes I feel like I’m trying to squeeze into a dress that’s too small. It just doesn’t feel right.

I question why. And then I remind my very sleep deprived psyche that it needs to [...]

Wean him and Weep

D-Boy is 17 months now. He’s a climber. A runner. A little dude with energy. I think it’s time.

I think.

But now that I’ve decided to wean my sweet little boy from breastfeeing, I find myself weeping over it. I was folding laundry this morning, and came across a few 6 month sized onsies and I [...]