Recently Madelyn led us down the path to weaning, and she has officially been a non-nurser for 6 weeks now. As
promised, here are a few of my thoughts regarding the pros and cons of this definitive (and irreversible) change in our lives.
Before I jump right in, I want to mention that this list would be entirely different if I were commenting on the pros and cons of breastfeeding an infant in general, or if I were analyzing the benefits vs. challenges of weaning at an earlier age, as in prior to one year. Today I'm just sharing my thoughts on how our life is different, for better or worse, now that nursing is not a part of it.
One fairly obvious benefit to being through with nursing is that I have more freedom in schedule: between being able to be gone all day and even at bedtime, and not having to plan extra time around and during activities to allow for nursing. But I miss considerably the imposed peacefulness inherent to nursing. I was forced to stop working and sit quietly with my baby. I would also get a lot of reading done during this quiet time, and now I definitely don't read as much.
I am witnessing Madelyn's growing independence, and I think weaning plays an important role in that process. I am so glad to know that our experience was definitely child-led weaning, done "gradually and with love," a characterization borrowed from La Leche League. I don't feel in the least that I forced her to give up something she still wanted and needed. But there have been times in the last few weeks when she was extra cranky or not feeling well when I would have loved to be able to rely on the indisputable powers of Mama's Milk. But I refrained from trying by reminding myself that Madelyn probably would not have been interested for more than three seconds.
It is nice that there is no longer something that only I can do for her. Gary can be just as involved. But I also mourn the fact that there is no longer something that only I can do for her.
We can't rely on the nutritional components of breastmilk to fill in any gaps in Madelyn's dietary intake. Especially when she is sick, or as of late, enduring the pain of erupting teeth, and refuses most foods that are not of the yogurt or applesauce variety. And oral discomfort aside, Madelyn hates all green foods (except kiwi). She can often detect a pea or green bean stirred into a soup or mashed potatoes, and spits it out while swallowing the rest. So finding ways to provide a full spectrum of nutrients has been challenging.
Even though Madelyn nursed for 15 months, I sometimes consider this "early weaning" (don't laugh) because I have so many friends who are nursing their toddlers beyond this age. I was actually very proud of having a nursing toddler, and now I'm no longer a member of The Breastfeeding Moms Club. Of course, one can't be a member of that club forever, and I certainly wouldn't want to be. Despite these minor mental hiccups, I know that it was the right time for Madelyn and me. And I am also very grateful that we had a wonderful nursing relationship for as long as we did--longer than many mothers are fortunate to have.