Lots of the information that I’ve seen and been given suggests that once you start weaning the baby will instantly take less milk and more food. Some of it even suggests dropping feeds during the day. Well, Boomer is a few days shy of nine months and still takes about 4 or 5 feeds a day, and generally one at night. She can last pretty well without milk during the day if she is at granny and grandpas but if the perpetual milk machine (me) is about then she doesn’t see the point in being strong.
I have been lucky with breastfeeding it started well and apart from some nasty bouts of mastitis and a pornographic bra size things have flowed quite smoothly, if you pardon the pun. As a general plan I hope to feed Boomer myself till she reaches one and then switch her to drinking ordinary cow’s milk. However, best laid plans and all that, so we’ll just see how we get on. I have no plans to be a documentary mum who is still breastfeeding when her daughter has her driving license. I am very pro breastfeeding but I have heard enough heart wrenching stories to realise that it is not always the answer.
The hardest thing is probably other people who seem to think that now Boomer is on solids she will just instantly stop wanting the boob. I am obviously going to feed my baby if she wants fed. However it can be slightly embarrassing when she starts pulling my top or nuzzling into my chest – she’s not the subtlest. I think my family are pretty supportive now they have realised that I was going to spontaneously stop breastfeeding the instant Boomer hit six months. Why I would give myself something else to do (i.e. making up bottles) I don’t know.
Slowly, and I mean really slowly I am managing to fixate less on these magical time markers. Every little stage is held out before you as if once you get to it everything will be ok. When they are first born it’s 8 weeks, once she hits eight weeks there will be a routine – bollocks. Then its 4 months – once they hit 4 months she’ll start sleeping through – bollocks. Then 6 months becomes a magical thing, once she gets some food in her little tummy then she’ll start sleeping/stop milk/start playing the piano. Things just change slowly and I don’t want to force it.