Like milk for pasta. Or something.
Today Sami only nursed 3 times – first thing in the morning, first thing upon getting home, and right before bed. (And she went down without a fight, I might add!)
She requested nursies in the usual manner (wiggling herself into a sideways position on my lap and then making the “milk” sign while staring purposefully at my shirt) sometime shortly before table dinner, and I explained to her that we weren’t going to do milk again until bedtime.
Somehow, this explanation flew.
I don’t know when I’ll be ready to give up nursing completely. I do know that I don’t like how little solid food she eats when I’m around because she wants to nurse ALL THE TIME and wants to eat NEVER. No solids = lots of sleep interruptions = grumpy me and Ben = short fuses all around.
So I’m not claiming any victory yet. But she did eat a metric ton of cheesy pasta for dinner, and I’m just saying that this might be a good sign for upping the solids and reducing the nursing to a regular schedule.
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I have a friend whose son has nursed for AGES… in Africa they nurse till much older than we do here…