Just Say No to Milk

The Little Man is 29 and a half months today. I'm no longer doing "don't ask, don't refuse," I said no to nursing this morning. I can deal with being a sleepy-time pacifier, but there's no pacifying required in the morning, just habit.

Half the time his latch is off and we're almost totally dry-nursing and quite frankly, it hurts. My boobs are sore and tired. It's not how I thought it would be - that whole "I want my body back" thing people say so much. I have my body back. I don't feel like I ever lost ownership of it. My boobs are just tired and empty. (That sounds like they're depressed. Well, they've lost their reason to live!)

He cried, but I told him he was a big boy and could have a big boy treat. He said he wanted to watch TV. I presume I will have to repeat this process for weeks.

I'm not sure if it sends a mixed-message if he's allowed to nurse at nap and bed time, but I do tell him then also that he's a big boy and doesn't need to, though I don't refuse. I figure he's not developmentally ready to totally soothe himself to sleep yet and he doesn't use an artificial pacifier or suck his thumb. Even after nursing at night, he still gets passed off to Dada for rocking. There's always been something about Dada's arms - Dada has always been the master putter-to-sleeper. Though, if Dada is not around, he's fine and if I'm not around in the morning, he's fine.
People are complex.

Go the F**k to Sleep

We had one of those nights last night - the Little Man kept waking up, and decided that he'd had enough by 5:30am, so we've been up since then.

I'd heard about this book before, but had forgotten about it (probably in all my sleep deprivation) and my hubby sent me the PDF this morning. It's a children's book for adults, written by a father of two and it's called: Go the F**k to Sleep

It written as a poem and had me laughing out loud this morning.

Best verse:
"The cubs and the lions are snoring
Wrapped in a big snuggly heap
How is it you can do all this other great shit
But you can't lie the fuck down and sleep?"

Someone should sing it slowly like a lullaby and see if that works.

UPDATE: You can see Samuel L. Jackson (isn't that apt!) reading it on Letterman!
(The videos keep getting taken down by Audible, so you may have to search around.)