Last week I weaned Noah – it was a combination of weaning by choice and weaning “because I really had to”. I have been saying for a few months now that I wanted to wean him and I would kind of start but I always gave into him when he asked/demanded milk from me. In summary I’ve been weaning him since May but very unsuccessfully and with the thought of “he’ll self wean eventually”. This all changed last week when I got flu and then ended up with mastitis in both breasts. I can honestly say I have never felt this sick – it was equal to when I had preeclampsia just before Noah was born.
It all started with a bite/pull on my nipple from the baby lion. This bite resulted in a milk duct getting blocked and infected which resulted in me being woman down for just about a week. I had a massive fever – over 40 degrees and I was in A LOT of pain. I tried to feed Noah but I was in too much pain. I would make him stop drinking which confused him and he would then start to cry which made me cry. It was a vicious circle. It was at the point of both of us crying where I decided enough is enough – I have to stop. I ended up getting dehydrated and put on a drip because my fever was so high. The doctor also gave me a STRONG antibiotic in the drip which meant Noah could not drink from me.
It’s been a week since I stopped feeding Noah and he’s adjusted so well. He cried for the first day or two but I kept saying, “mommy has an owie so there’s no more milk”. This was enough of an answer and he would go off and bring me a book or go and play. Sometimes David or I had to distract him with something, but mostly he was happy to go do something. He no longer asks for milk or sticks his hands down my top at inappropriate or awkward moments looking for milk. His demand for milk first thing in the morning has changed to a demand for a banana – which I am more than happy to supply him with.
I’m enjoying the time I have with the baby lion that isn’t filled with him demanding milk and drinking from me. I thought I would miss it more than I do but I’m enjoying the cuddles and how he comes and sits on my lap to read a book with me instead of demanding milk from me. I loved the drinking phase but I’m loving this new phase with him a lot.