For several days now, we have been weaning Toddler K from breast milk. Toddler K threw a big crying fit on the first day, but she seems to be doing much better now. Every once in a while she tries to pull up mommy’s shirt to feed, but she seems to be getting use to being cut off from breast milk.
All bets are off at night. Every time Toddler K wakes up, she wants breast milk. For over a year now, Mommy Forever’s secret to getting baby back to sleep has been breast feeding. Now her trick has come back to haunt
her me. Toddler K now expects breast milk when she wakes up at night. When she doesn’t get it, she cries and cries and cries. Oh, how that child can cry!
When we weaned our first two children, I sent my wife to another room and slept with the kids. Princess M only had one bad night and Spiderboy didn’t care if he got breast milk or not. He was so easy. Like a fool, I once again sent my wife to another room while I slept with Toddler K. Oh, what a big mistake! First, I’m not exactly Toddler’s K favorite person at night. Now add weaning on top of that. Then add no mommy on top of that. In Toddler’s K mind, I’m the villain behind all this. In Toddler’s K mind, I must be punished. I must not sleep. I must hold her while she slept. I must not be allowed to sit down or lie down. I must suffer as she suffers. I am evil.
I don’t get it. It only took one night to wean Princess M and it was virtually instantaneous for Spiderboy Z. Why is it so hard to wean Toddler K? It has been five days now and I am not looking forward to tonight.