I stopped nursing! Woo hoo! I'm glad the milk factory has closed, it kinda feels like I get ownership of my body back. (would prefer if body was about 10 pounds lighter but that's a story for another day). Charlie is the most stubborn baby ever, I literally had to starve him for three days before he figured out that the bottle was the way to go. Day one was 16 hours of absolutely no food before he finally took a bottle for Andrew, it was heartbreaking for me. But it had to be done, as I'm leaving him for a week and wasn't going to pump an entire extra week's of milk and ship it from Finland.
We had a rough go with the sleeping after I stopped nursing, since he was missing his cuddle time with Momma. Back to baby bootcamp we went, and after a few nights he realized I'm still there but he doesn't need to be held. So he is now sleeping through the night or very close to it (poor guy still thinks that 5:45am is a wake-up time rather than a pee break time) and I'm feeling like I have a bit more energy.
Andrew was nice enough to point out that we finally got him sleeping through the night just days before we fly to Canada and he'll get all jetlagged. Ah well, what can you do? Better late than never, I say.
I think the next three weeks will be good for him, as there will be ample opportunity for attention from many other people other than just mommy and daddy, and hopefully he will be a bit more social and less attached to me.
He's babbling a lot more and is really starting to play with his toys. I'm excited to see what the next few months will bring.
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