So, my BF'ing journey has been a frustrating, wonderful, bumpy road. After two breast reductions, I had no success BF'ing DD1, little success BF'ing DS and now... DD2 is 3 next month and I can't get her off the boob!! I'm ready, but she is not. I told my mum the other day that if DD2 has her way, our special mother/daughter time on her wedding day will be a breast feed before she walks down the aisle! I told DH that I am a BF'ing success! If you average it out, I BF over a year for each baby - which was always what I thought was the 'right' age to wean. Little did I know.
DD2 is in love with my boobs. She loves to hold them, snuggle them and to feed from them - despite the fact that I suspect I don't have a whole lot of milk any more. Just enough to taste good I reckon. But I've had enough. I'm tired of her groping at my boobs, trying to drag them out of my top, pushing her head into my chest in the middle of the supermarket. Mostly, I've had enough of not being able to snuggle my little munchkin without my boobs being involved. And I'm starting to feel that I'm not her mummy, I'm just a good set of tits.
But I've never had to wean! I've tried distracting her, redirecting her and flat out telling her 'no'. She either becomes upset and breaks her little heart or she is frustrated and starts snatching at my chest crying 'Boooooboooooo mummeeee, peeeeeeaaaaaase!!'. And then there's night time. We co-sleep and I have started to wear a bra at night - putting a 'padlock on the fridge'. We have the same tussle over my boobs several times a night. I have tried slowly cutting back her feeds but the girl is persistent.
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