WFMW: Help me Wean this Child!

Today is a backwards edition of Works for Me Wednesday, so I am asking you dear readers for advice. Sophie, at 13 months, shows no sign of weaning from the breast. I mean, she will take a cup, except for when, you know, she wants to nurse!! At which time she will a) rub her face on any area of my body she can reach, or b) if I am holding her, pound on my shoulder blades until I give in. (My parents got to witness this phenomenon yesterday. For someone who doesn’t talk much Sophie is a very good communicator.) She also generally makes her trademark nails-on-the-chalkboard screech while doing these activities. I know I am going to have to get tough, but I haven’t had much experience with this because Joshua was vey easy to wean (have I mentioned he was the easiest baby ev-ah??) So, I would like to have this baby girl weaned about 8 weeks from now…how do I do it? Ready, set…solve my problems for me!!

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Double Trouble or Two’s Company?

A couple of weeks ago, Emily posted asking for advice on what she’s in for with having a second baby. A lot of you responded reassuringly that she was going to be just fine! And I’ve no doubt she will be!! Then the other day, I got this query from a reader named Jen:

“I’m halfway through my second pregnancy, so i’m currently contemplating what two kids will really mean (ie. “what the heck was i thinking?!?!?!”) i think you should do a blog about all the little tips for us moms going from one kid to two. =)”

Well, I don’t know if I have any tips per se, but I thought it might be at least interesting to share with you about what it was like for ME to go from having one kid to two. I thought it was pretty challenging. I think that obviously the distance in age between your kids has something to do with it, but I’m not sure what the magic number is as far as age range goes to make it “easier” to go from one kid to two. My kiddos are two years and nine months apart (that’s right, it was “Happy 2nd Birthday Joshua! We just made you a sister!”) and I was realllllyyy hoping to have Joshua potty trained by the time Sophie came along, but that really crashed and burned. So, I had two in diapers for awhile, and then I had the constant fun of trying to get Joshua on & off the potty while I had a baby attached to my boob. This of course happened about 47 times a day. His bladder and her need to nurse were perfectly in sync! I am not exaggerating!! (ok the 47 times part was a bit of an exaggeration. But it was still just about every time he had to pee.)

While the whole nursing-potty thing was logistically difficult, the hardest thing for me to deal with overall was having to care for Joshua’s basic needs when I was SO EXHAUSTED from being up with Sophie all night. I couldn’t nap when Sophie napped during the day, like I did when Joshua was a baby. (Not that he ever kept me up all night. He was way too easy!) I remember one day when Sophie was 4 or 5 weeks old, my friend Megan & her little boy came over to visit and bring Christmas goodies. Well, Sophie had been up every hour on the hour the night before, and I was just a mess. If Megan hadn’t been there I might have just gone out in the cold and laid down in the middle of my busy street and let nature take its course. Those were some tough days, but thankfully I was too out of it to have much of a memory of them now.

Now that Sophie is one, and crazy, and very mobile, my biggest challenge is to keep peace between the two kids. Joshua is constantly getting irritated that his sister is messing up his train track, or chewing on his toys, or something of that nature. But, often, they really enjoy each other and it is so sweet to watch! They love to chase each other around, and every morning when we come downstairs, Sophie howls with laughter as Joshua comes down the steps behind her. It is incredibly heart-warming (sorry that is the only word I can think of to describe it!) It’s nice to know that Joshua will never remember a time when Sophie wasn’t a part of our family. I hope that they will grow up to be good friends, just like my older nerds brothers and I did.

So, there ya go, Jen (and Emily). Once you get over the shock of having a baby that is commpletely and totally different from your first child, it’s pretty great to have two little boogers running around. And Em, just think, it’ll be TWICE the BLOG FODDER!

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It Really is Great Being so Fascinating

This morning I had to pump some milk because Bobby and I actually have a date tonight (woot! woot!) and Sophia will need a bottle while we’re out. So, I hauled out the ol’ Medela Pump-n-Style and hooked myself up. Soon Joshua wandered up to take a look at the action. He’s always fascinated when I pump, and sometimes when I nurse Sophie, he says, “Are you gonna pump some milk?” and is always rather disappointed when I answer in the negative. Today, however, was his lucky day and he got a great dose of pumping excitement. He leaned in for a bird’s-eye view, let out a loud gasp, and exclaimed, “Mommy! Your private parts is moving!”

I burst out in an uncontrollable fit of giggles. He started laughing because I was laughing. “You’re right. The pump is making them move,” I explained.

Eventually he grew bored watching and went to play with his trains like a normal child (shew!), but when I was done he came back to watch me de-tangle myself from the apparatus. “Mommy!” he cried, “Your private parts are not moving anymore! (Pause, concerned look, pause), “It doesn’t hurt does it?”

Awww, genuine concern! I’m so glad to know he actually cares about me and isn’t just using me for entertainment!

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