This post is just to mark the date. As of today, Alexander no longer nurses during the day. Monday was the last day he got nursed down for his naps and he managed just fine without yesterday, so I'm calling it official. He now only gets milk before he goes to sleep at night, and if he wakes early (like at 6am) and I'm trying to make him leave me alone for another hour.
He doesn't seem to mind very much. The girls are kind of painful, but I suppose that will just take a few more days. It's a good thing. He's got five teeth and another looks ready to pop any day now, and he hurts me most every time he nurses, so it's nice to be able to snuggle him before his naps and not have it hurt.
I also think I'll appreciate this last month or so of the evening nursing more when it's the only one of the day. The plan is to wean him around his first birthday, give or take a few weeks. I look forward to this final phase of getting my body back and at the same time feel sort of traumatized that I'm severing this last physical link between us. I know as he grows older and is more articulate and more emotionally sophisticated we'll form even greater bonds, but it's a bit sad for me to start saying goodbye to this final little thing that connects our bodies.
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