Weaning Weenie

I think I was sort of "afraid" to wean Easton and that's why I'd go in at 5-6 in the morning when he'd wake up but not really cry. Since that was our one and only nursing session of the day I'd go right in to feed my cuddly sleepy head. I think I was convincing myself he wouldn't go back to sleep without it...or without me. But, alas, yesterday I tried simply staying in my own bed when I heard him and he went right back to sleep for a couple more hours all on his own. So, yesterday was the first day since he started nursing (at a couple weeks old) that I didn't nurse him. It makes me a little sad to think that we're done but there comes a time for everyone to stop. I guess this is our time since I was getting so tired of waking up at 5-6, even though it appears as if I was doing it to myself. Today it is already 7:15 and I haven't heard from him at all. I don't want to get my hopes up that he's already gotten used to not even stirring at 5-6, but that's how it went today.

I had only been nursing him on the right side...ever since we went down to just the one "half feeding" at 5-6 a.m. So, with not feeding him yesterday my right "milk maker" is so very noticeably larger than the left. I really hope it goes away some day soon. I look obviously ridiculous and it's a little worrisome that they might never look equal. Last night I had J take a picture. I joked that it was "you know...for my blog" ha ha ha. However, I'm not really going to share my lopsidedness with you, although my clothed mismatched chest would be slightly more appropriate than the time Jason accidentally emailed my nip to all our family. It was a picture of Easton while still in the NICU but, low and behold...what's that in the corner? My nip! He felt so bad and I've always thought it was funny. Like Elaine's Christmas picture on Seinfeld. Hee hee.

Well, lets see...Saturday afternoon we let E run around in his new sprinkler. He liked it but he gets so cold so quickly. He just stands there and shivers. Granted, it wasn't the hottest day ever but Jason (who had just finished mowing the lawn) thought it was plenty warm. Oh well. E still had fun and I made another movie montage. Click here to see it.

Saturday night we couldn't make it to the Railroad Museum...it's a bit of a drive, and they closed at 6. So, instead we went out to Red Robin for dinner...Thanks, G, for planting that little idea in J's head :)

Yesterday we hung around the house and took E for a walk after dinner. He started being bad at the park by not listening so we said we'd take him home and he threw a public tantrum (for the 1st time in public, I think!). He threw himself into limp ragdoll mode as I tried to put him in the stroller and screamed and cried. Ugh! I was embarassed because there was another family there. Oh well. Consistency is key, right?

Today we're expecting Baby John around 8. It's 7:30 and I just heard E call out, "Mama" so I gotta run. Toodles!