It's not a good thing when you can smell it on your way up the stairs. Finn's poop that is. He was taking a nap yesterday afternoon and woke up just crying. There is usually a reason when this happens, so I headed upstairs only to be taken aback by the smell. Then I arrived in his room...yup, poop everywhere! On the one hand, I was by myself and it is difficult to get everything cleaned up, but on the other hand, he hadn't pooped in over a day, so I was happy. I got him cleaned up and changed the crib sheets (as you moms out there know, is not an easy task!)...and right after, Jim walked in the door. Good timing, dad! At least he could take Finn so I could take a trip down to do the laundry.
It is official. Finn is no longer a breastfeeding baby. He stopped about four or five days ago. As you know, this saddens me, but I'm in a much better state of mind about it now than I was in July. Plus, since we are going to Aruba in two and a half weeks, I guess it is good timing. Still, I'm mourning the loss, but I am thankful for being able to nurse at all (many preemies aren't able to figure it out). Because he gradually stopped nursing, I haven't had any pain with my milk stopping. Not sure how long it takes to completely go away, but I feel like there isn't much there, if any. I guess I won't fill out my bikini tops quite as well as I would have if I were still nursing! Oh, well.
Happy holiday weekend to you all. Be safe!
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