Monday, March 02, 2009
I can not handle another early morning. Really this morning I had a serious talk with this young man. I told him how it's going to be from here on out. I know what the problem is. Breastfeeding. Oh yes, I know some of you will say it's not. That I can just lay in bed with this guy sprawled across me nursing him and go back to sleep. That would be nice, but since it pretty much takes deep space silence and a miracle even with the best sleep conditions for me go to sleep, this momma will not be using the words "nursing" and "sleeping" together any time soon. The problem is that Rocky can not put himself to sleep without me. Without nursing. That's a problem. So why can't I just nurse him back to sleep at 4am and crawl back into bed? He is up for the day, all playful and loud, that's way. Maybe I'm not making much sense here, and really I don't have the time to re-read this and make is all blog perfect. To sum it up, I'm weaning the kid. Maybe one time a day, that's it. I'm ready, maybe he isn't. But I'm bigger and can run faster, barely.