15 June 2020. 6 days before he turned 34 months, I randomly asked him during dinner if it’s ok I give him milk instead of nennen (breastmilk) before bed. He didn’t want to, until I mentioned that it’d be in a “special cup”. That worked its magic!
So, he took his milk in the cup as we did the usual bedtime routine, reading the bible, reading a story, moisturize, pray and hugs.
The next day, I offered him milk in a cup before his nap as well. We’d read a story as he finishes his milk before he climbs into his own bed to sleep.
But I didn’t want to cut off nennen immediately, so he still drinks when he wakes in the morning, and sometimes when he wakes from his nap.
I am amazed at the length of time I’ve breastfed him. Before I gave birth, my friends told me that the hardest part is not the delivery, it’s the breastfeeding, with stories of mastitis, infections, etc. I’m so thankful I had none of those.
Initially when N was newborn, I worried about his latching, his milk intake, and we did substitute with milk powder initially for the first month. We occasionally fed him from the bottle during night feeds or when I went out. But gradually, it made sense to feed him directly from the source, it was quicker and definitely less troublesome to wash, sterilise, warm up the milk in bottle etc… esp in the middle of the night.
it was so much quicker just picking the baby, feeding him, and popping him back to bed..
after some months (5?6?) we even stopped using bottles altogether. He started to sleep through the night, and it took a while to regulate my milk supply.
Since then, moving to Japan when he turned 7 months, I never had to use my pump or any of the bottles i brought over.
When he needed milk, i used nursing covers or we fed him in the car. Eventually he didn’t even drink when we were out.
Our breastfeeding journey is coming to an end. Somedays, he only takes bm in the mornings when we wake up. I just need to find an alternative for that, and i think it’d be the end.
i feel a little sad to say goodbye to our breastfeeding journey. I didn’t think we’d last so long! My little baby is growing up. i will miss cuddling and carrying him in my arms as he falls asleep while drinking milk (and having to gingerly transfer him to the bed, or end up carrying him as he naps) or when he looks at me and smiles, or rolls his cars along my chest as he suckles away.