Another Chapter Closes.

Cannon is weaned.

It was easy.  Almost too easy.  Suspicious mom is suspicious.

I don’t know why I thought it would be a struggle, though.  Cole wasn’t difficult to wean.  And Cannon was down to once a day, and even skipped that one sometimes.  But for some reason I expected some difficulty.  Thankfully, there was none.

I’m glad it went so easily, and I’m glad to have my body 100% back.  I needed to resume a medication that is incompatible with breastfeeding, so last week I called the doctor to make an appointment.  I knew that would sort of force the issue.  I’m sure Cannon would happily nurse for several more months, and I wouldn’t mind except for the medication issue.  So that chapter of our lives had to come to a close.   I nursed my baby for the last time last night.  He went to sleep tonight with absolutely no fuss, just laid down and drifted right off.  So I guess it’s really over.

The end of breastfeeding is always a little bittersweet.  It’s such a bonding time between mothers and babies, just the closeness and the one-on-one time.  I’m happy that I was able to provide for him in that way for so long.  My body often fails me, but in that regard it performed admirably, twice.  I’m happy I decided to breastfeed my children, and to do so for as long as I did.

When I weaned Cole and went back on my medication {Adderall, if you were wondering, which I have been on since I was 15 for the ADD I was diagnosed with as a child}, it was only for a glorious two months.  Then I found myself unexpectedly pregnant again.  Quite a surprise.  Rest assured we will be taking every precaution short of hormonal birth control to make sure that doesn’t happen again.  :)  I’d like at least a full year of not being pregnant or breastfeeding before I entertain the thought of doing this whole thing all over again.  I have been pregnant or breastfeeding for at least part of every calendar year since 2008.  And I’m OVER IT.  Done.

So I’m a little sad today, but also glad to be moving on and getting back to my sense of normal.  It was a good 18-month run.  And I feel like my baby is a little less like a baby today.

I think that’s the bitter part.


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