|Breastfeeding in Mongolia (Mothering Magazine).|
She's seemed a little sad, but frankly, I think it's' been harder for me to let go. I've asked her a few times when lying down for nap or at night, if she'd like to see if maybe the milk's come back, to which she just shakes her head.
I used to worry about how I'd help her fall asleep without the power of the boob, but that hasn't been much of an issue. For nap, I just lie there with her till she's asleep like I used to do before. And at night, she's gotten used to going asleep by herself after a song and some snuggling.
True, there have been times where I've not been absolutely crazy about our nursing relationship, but mostly I've just enjoyed so much the comfort I've been able to provide her with that way, and the closeness. On that note, she might have gotten even more (if possible) snuggly and mama lovey lately, perhaps making up for the no longer nurturing breasts.
|Lilly and I in Iceland on our way back from Norway.|
A friend of mine who's been slowly cutting down on the nursing of her two-and-a-half-year-old daughter, suggested a ceremony of some sorts to mark the end of the nursing relationship; to attain sense of closure. She'd done that with her daughter: a blessing and a transference of the boob's power onto a favorite snuggly object that her daughter now takes to bed with her.
I like that idea; I think it'll be good for me and meaningful to the both of us. Because while I can't help also blame the in-other-ways-upsetting trip to my family in Norway in June for this too--where naps were missed and nursing times interrupted, skipped, or forgotten--I realize it might just be time. -- Lilly has been gradually cutting down on her requests for the boob for months.
But sometimes, letting go is harder than holding on.