I keep whining to myself that I don't really feel pregnant. That is, except for my hip. You know that hip that I hurt when I was running. Well I have suspected all along that it originated with pregnancy and here I am and it is aching again. Just a dulllll ache, enough to be really annoying. No amount of stretching makes it better. It feels good to stretch it but when I'm done it just goes back to the ache. I guess if that's the worst I'm dealing with right now then I'll be just fine. A little heart burn when I lay down for bed at night too, but that's to be expected... especially when I eat a big handful of Tim's Jalapeno chips - doh!
Drumroll please... we are done breastfeeding! Hip hip (aha there's that hip again!) hooray! I guess it was Monday night that was the end. Tuesday morning Eric brought Seth in like usual around 4am and he started to nurse but just fussed and gnawed on me. It was clear there wasn't a whole lot of action. So I got up and gave him a bottle and he went back down. We tried giving him a bottle the next morning but he really wasn't interested. I got really frustrated because we just had no game plan or consistency and I'm sure Seth was pretty confused that sometimes he would get picked up and/or get a bottle, or daddy would sing to him or what have you. So this morning he just got my usual drill from Eric - 5 second check in, replace pacifier, shushhh, and leave the room immediately. It went a lot better than we expected and after a couple of times he ultimately went back to sleep without eating or drinking anything. Then when he got up at 7am he still threw all his Cheerios to the floor, so he must not have been starving. I'm on duty tomorrow morning so I'm crossing my fingers that he got the hint today and won't bother waking up at all. Just in case though I guess I better sign off and hit the hay.
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