Category Archives: Weaning
I must admit, I think we were lucky with D and how little he reacted to light during the night. As a summer baby, he was used to light in the early hours from day one, and during the winter we tended to keep lights on around the house at night so we could see to check on him – he was never bothered by any of this. Even now, sun streaming in at 5am doesn’t wake him… It’s the sun streaming in at 10pm that keeps him from sleeping! Sorted that with blackout blinds though.
Now E… She was used to darkness a lot more. She was born in winter and we didn’t keep lights on so much for her because we were a bit more confident with what we were doing. Unsurprisingly, she is extremely sensitive to light and she’s up for the day the moment the sun has risen. Haven’t got blackout blinds for her room (moving soon, no point) so quite a few early starts :(
Otherwise, E’s doing well. Started to wean her just shy of 6 months and she loves food. We’re baby-led once again; I’m sure she’d had been fine being spoon-fed but I think she likes this approach better. She’s crawling (commando-style), rolling, sitting… All very much ahead of D, who had only just started rolling and sitting at this age. He was much more advanced with his speech though, having got mama and dada out of the way at around 5-6 months. Can’t say I was prepared for her to move so soon though – it always catches me out that she’s not a repeat of D and will do things differently.
E is nearing the 6 month mark. Wait, what?! How on earth did that happen?
Anyway. With that, comes weaning… Oh dear. Must admit that I hated the early weaning stages with D, and as E has quite a temper on her these days (oh, this doesn’t bode well… I thought D’s terrible twos tantrums were bad…), I can see this going interestingly… D was at least 7 months before he actually had any interest in doing anything with the food. It didn’t help that we were away a lot the first month we tried solids – that and we started with jars and purées which he had zero interest in. This time, we’re going straight to BLW – given how frustrated E gets when her toys don’t go in her mouth quite how she wants them to, I don’t think spoon feeding is a good idea…!
Well, that’s that then… D is pretty much weaned.
It wasn’t his choice to do it, and that makes me very sad. However, I could not continue to breastfeed him – it was just too painful :( I’m guessing it’s something to do with the fact that I am in the late stages of this pregnancy (no other problems found), but it is absolutely agonising for him to be on now. Sometimes I can cope – we managed a couple of times in the morning over the weekend – but for the most part I think our bf relationship is well and truly over. I no longer feed him to sleep; I no longer give him sleepy milky cuddles; he no longer runs to me when I get back from work expecting a feed. He’s ok with it as long as he’s kept distracted. It was never a food thing in these last few months/weeks anyway (pretty sure I’ve had nothing – maybe just a bit of colostrum – for a while now) but a comfort thing, so as long as that is taken care of, he does not mind so much.
Of course, he still wants to feed and that makes me even sadder :( I’m hoping that once the milk comes back in for #2 that he will be able to feed once again, and we will be able to continue where we left off. I really wanted to go to 2 years with this and not wean at just short of 18 months, but it’s distressing both of us now and that’s not good. I hope in that respect that it is simply a side-effect of pregnancy that’s causing the ultra-sensitivity and not that his latch has deteriorated beyond repair, but we shall see.
I have noticed that since ‘forcing’ the weaning issue (at night to start with), D sleeps through the night comfortably now. I have mixed feelings about that; on the one hand I am pleased that he is getting undisturbed sleep, that’s good for everyone. On the other hand, it comes back down to doing this against his will, and feeling like he sleeps through because he knows there’s no other option :(
Taking each day as it comes. Who knows – perhaps tomorrow everything will be ok again.