Hi all
Before ds was born I planned to bf exclusively for six months then wean him at 8 months for return to work at 10 months.
When he was born he ended in NICU with seizures every five minutes and they found out he had brain damage.
We learned bf a week later in scbu once he was awake enough after all the drugs. He came home at 3 weeks.
At 6 weeks we had thrush and colic I told myself through gritted teeth that I would make it at least till 3 months.
By three months it was getting easier apart from him being a skinny thing, so we continued.
Due to his extra needs (physio etc) I returned to work part time at 10months and as mister refused bottles just kept bf when he was not with childminder.
He did wake up more and more and would still feed 8pm, 11pm, 2pm, 5pm and wake in between too. I got to the end of my tether and resorted to some controlled crying. Suddenly within three days he put himself to sleep (never cried very long), bf less at night. ate like a horse in the day, started putting some fat on his skinny bones and two days ago stopped night/morning feeding all together. Now there is only the bedtime feed left and tonight I took him off early as I don't want him to fall asleep there anymore. He was off in five minutes .
Just a few more days then until we will be all done.
Why this long and probably boring post?
Because I am strangely proud of the journey we have made and having managed nearly a year of bf.
And I feel strangely mixed as I am glad not to be the milk machine anymore (and he could be persistent!!!) but I am already missing the closeness.
And because if it was me at 10 weeks reading this post it may have encouraged me.
Hope it was not too boring