Milk update

Ivan has been chugging down milk like the cows will run out of it (they won't). I still nurse him a bit in the evening and/or in the morning, and definitely if he wakes up during the night. Since I'm definitely nursing him more sporadically now, I don't even know how much there is (and I'm not pumping to figure it out).

When he's awake, he's definitely less interested in it than he was in the past. He still has a tendency to need to nurse to calm down when he gets out of the tub (in which he stands) and is cold. He needs the boob to calm down and warm up. And I get stuck with having ice-cold little hands hugging me. (Although slowly we've been getting around that lately by towel drying his hair in the bathroom instead of bringing him to the bedroom first.)

However, this takes a short time, and he's immediately crawling off to go to the window. This actually makes it easier to put on his diaper -- he's standing still, looking out the window). After I put his jammies on, we play or try to read (which is another story all together). All is fine until he sees a bottle of milk. Then he gets whiny and demands it. So, we've been putting the milk in his crib, so he doesn't see it while I'm still tryinng to play with him on the spare bedroom.

I guess I've accomplished my goal of nursing him until he's one. I could stop and will stop soon, I assume. But a part of me doesn't want to. It's part of our bond that I don't want to lose. I never thought I would feel so strongly about nursing but the thought of stopping it does saddens me.

However, on the positive side, it's good that the transition will be painless and gradual for Ivan.