Wednesday, September 19, 2012
I don't think I ever told the story of how Squeaker weaned... but yes he finally did. I'm not ashamed of how long of a nursing relationship we had, but I will always remember our last nursing session. It was the night before Peanut was born. On July 26, 2011 was his last nursing session. I nursed Squeaker for an awful long time and finding a way to wean was a hard thing for me to do. I tried many things, but this was a boy who just couldn't figure things out... until his sister was born. After we came home from the hospital - I didn't offer, but if he tried I was planning on not refusing. Fortunately he didn't ask and I didn't offer. So it was a lot less traumatic than I anticipated it would be. I have no idea if I'll nurse Peanut as long as I did Squeaker, but it will be whatever her and I decide it will be. I have no shame for how long we nursed, though I don't advertise it to be honest. If asked then I answer the question. Most of my coworkers know that I nursed him for so long, but only a few have asked about it. The one thing I regret is that I don't have a picture nursing him... even when he was younger. Peanut has a nursing picture.
Eight years ago yesterday I married my best friend. We've had ups and downs. We've battled through recurrent pregnancy loss and are now the proud parents of two beautiful children. We are very lucky that through the stress of all those things we remained steadfast in our marriage and our love. D is an amazing father and husband. So... Happy Anniversary D! Here's to many more years to come.