Showing posts with label weaning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weaning. Show all posts

Friday, May 10, 2013

Pimping is Easy

I have a pimp. She intimidates me and robs me of my breast milk against my will. She is so cute and her cries quickly turn to screams. 
I am a prisoner of war.
Send help!
This is Realest Mother Dearest signing off. 
😞

Monday, May 6, 2013

A Bit of a Tit: The War Continues

In the quest to wean my daughter I was bitten. Hard. Directly on the nipple. Skin was missing.
I knew I had to take drastic action.
My actions thus far have been semi-aggressive but I kicked them up a notch.
I have kinda been force-feeding my baby with food and formula. Not in a hostile way, but in a very stern, structured way. I offer her the formula after the meal. If I can get at least two ounces in her (not on her) I satiate her with a little mom milk. It seems to be working; it's less of a fight during meal time.
My nipple is healing thanks to Medela nipple cream.
I'm still open to suggestions. She has tooth #9 (help me!).
Until next time, this is Realest Mother Dearest signing off. Please comment below with suggestions!

Wednesday, May 1, 2013

The Mammary Battle Continues.....

.....and it is mostly uphill.  I survived the food strike.  My daughter is now back on solids.  Her newest tactic is to avoid drinking anything other than water out of her sippy cup.  When I attempted to offer her a heaping helping of almond milk, she looked at me with contempt.  My faith is weakening but I mustn't give up!  I will have my wine again!  She is becoming very picky.  She now despises jar food and fresh food must be blended with fruit.  She will attempt feeding herself at first, but the nipple is her go-to.  I have even employed some low-blow warfare with no success.  I baked a delicious black eyed pea casserole and I diced up two (count 'em, TWO) large jalapeno peppers to add to the recipe.  I also added a half a bottle of Tabasco to the mix.  I love spice, but this wasn't about me.  My hope was to disrupt the flavor of my milk and devastate her delicate palate, thus traumatizing her to ne'er want mothers milk ever more.
She got gas and fell asleep.
*sigh*
Welp, this is a discouraged yet determined mother dearest signing off.
Please, if you have any advice, any at all, please leave it below.  I am desperate.

Friday, April 26, 2013

Operation 86 the Mommy Milk

Breastfeeding is a beautiful process.  In addition to all of the health benefits for baby, it is a bonding experience. I will remember it for the rest of my life.

Now that I have gotten all the pleasantries out of the way, I can say where I am in the process.

MY DAUGHTER HAS 7 TEETH AND IS ABOUT TO BE 1 YEAR OLD!

I need the madness to stop. Like, ASAP.

I looked up several articles on effectively weaning an infant, and the common thread they seem to share is the child is  to chose when he/she is ready.

You mean to tell me I have to will my schedule over to the titty tyrant?! No bet.

I am employing many different methods and you guys will be the first to know how it goes.  She seems to realize I am offering a sippy  cup more often than the breast and has been on a 3-day food strike.

I am open to any advice so feel free to comment.  Unless you say I need to give in for another year.  I can't.  I miss wine.

Also, I am still reviewing scar/stretch mark products for giveaways.  I will let you guys know when I find something worth sharing.   I am still compiling information for my  blog on traveling with a baby, so be on the lookout for that as well.

Until next time, this is Realest Mother Dearest signing off.