I moved my 'nursing' chair out of our bedroom this weekend. Quite unplanned (but not un-thought of) might I add.
A friend stopped by with her thirsty 3 month old and it seemed easier to move the chair than to clean up my room!
So no, I haven't stopped nursing my almost 10-month-old Baby, but this shift does make it seem like those baby days are numbered!
I suppose it could also mean that I'm so over nursing etiquette 101 (where the Mom sits upright cradling baby across her waistline) and that these days I simply sleep walk over to the cot, retrieve only slightly awake but moany Baby and lay her in the bed between Dear Husband and I (and sometimes other kids too!) and leave her to nurse buffet style.
It's not my proudest accomplishment but it gets the job done while affording me some more R n R. No complaints there.You don't know how many nights I spent sleeping in that wing back chair. I'm surprised I haven't got a winged back by now!
I'd considered the move a few weeks ago, actually. But Dear Husband was concerned that it was too early, considering my demand feed approach (and what that looks like), and so I agreed with him.
Still here we are, grasping at the final months that babyhood has to offer; sweet breath, soft poop, smooth hands and feet, only slightly soiled clothes and loads of cuddle time.
So go on and make a space for Baby in the bed, just once more.
I am not sure what that rocking chair is doing in my bedroom. Maybe waiting to grow up to be a real clothes horse? The signs are all there ... it's time for the Big Cleanup but in between working, waking, living ... who has time to tidy?? Don't grow up too soon, Adrienne. We love your chunky style!
ReplyDeleteSweet! More than enough time to move on!
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