It’s just about that time…

I really wanted to breastfeed Abel for one year. I thought if we made it till 8 months, I would really be impressed. I didn’t realize how much I would love breastfeeding. Before Abel was born it seemed like more of a chore that I would do because I knew it was the best thing for my baby. But then after that brutal first month of what felt like torture to breastfeed, it all the sudden became something I really enjoyed. It became so easy and so natural. And now that his first birthday is closing in (warning: my next few posts I’m sure will be extremely on the sappy side) I know that weening him is looming over us. I know it would be a zillion times easier if Abel wanted to stop, but that doesn’t look like it is going to be the case. Which will just make it ten times harder for me to stop him from breastfeeding. So, I need some help moms. How did you stop breastfeeding, especially if you have a child that really didn’t want to stop? I had thought at 6 months he was starting to ween himself and that it was going to be cake. He did somewhat ween himself, he doesn’t nurse during the day. It is just a morning/evening thing. I need some advice! And yes, I am a “softy” so this will be extremely hard for me if Abel is crying out for the goods.

The other week I had to babysit my niece, Victoria. Abel and her have a love/hate relationship. Victoria runs over and kisses him when she first sees him, but then it is pretty much downhill after that. When she is around him everything out of her mouth begins with “NO BABY, MINE!” Abel then gets his feelings hurt and either cries or pushes her. However, they still love to be together. What do you do when you don’t have control over 2 toddlers…put in Mickey Mouse on.

And enjoy a few snacks.

They are glued…look at them.

My brother in-law will kill me for doing this, but hey when it is free babysitting what can you do. (They are huge Yankee fans in the Hampton household and we however, are NOT!)

She obviously, is trying to tell me to get it off her head, but not without snapping one picture first.

And nothing is more fun then sitting in a laundry basket just hanging out.

I could eat them both up-they are just so lovable!