Well, I succeeded in my goal to breastfeed Andrew for 6 months.
In fact, I surpassed it and lasted until 8.5 months.
Unfortunately, we are beginning the process of weaning Andrew onto formula. I don't think my supply is keeping up with him anymore and he spends much of the day wandering around whining and chasing me. If he's offered food, he'll take it in a second and without hesitation.
Luckily, he's adjusting to the formula very well. He hasn't had any issues taking the bottle from either The Husband or myself (since he wouldn't take any for quite a long time).
Yes, he can feed himself already!
I keep going back and forth with my feelings.
There are times when I'm relieved. I can leave the boys with The Husband more often and hopefully we can get out without the boys more often (if we can find babysitters). It is also beneficial to my running. I'm able to go whenever as opposed to making sure it's either just after he's eaten or not too close to the next feeding time.
On the other hand, I'm sad about it. It's something that just he and I had (sappy, I know, but other BFing mommies understand).
So that's it.
He'll probably be closer to 9 months when we finally finish.
I'm really proud of myself for sticking with it.
I have a fun post coming up on Monday about my experience with my Colour Me Rad 5K on Sunday and an e-book review on Tuesday. I'm also trying to get back into my crafting and have a Thank You gift for Joseph's 'sports class' teacher to share!
Anyway, I hope you all have a great weekend!