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Oct. 11th, 2005 09:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_rckWe've had a major change in our bedtime routine because Delia has weaned (and parts of me keeps saying both "Finally!" and "Too soon!"). Basically, one Monday, she just didn't nurse at all. Then on Tuesday, she asked to nurse at bedtime and nursed for about thirty seconds, just long enough to make both of my breasts ache dreadfully. She didn't nurse Wednesday. Then, Thursday morning, she asked again, and I said no. I felt bad doing it, but once every thirty-six hours seemed unreasonably hard on a mother.
She didn't ask again for a week, until she was coming down with a cold. I felt a bit of an ogre telling her no, that the milk was gone (especially since it still isn't entirely, even after weeks), but I'd already eaten some dairy and soy, so giving in wasn't an option. Just as well. We're finding other ways and times for cuddling.
It's been four weeks now, I think. I still miss it, at least the better parts of it. I don't miss her pulling my hair with her toes (well, only in that weird way that one gets nostalgic about things that were annoying at the time), and I definitely don't miss the occasional biting (usually accidental) or the way she tended to gradually clamp down with her teeth as she nursed. I couldn't call that biting exactly, and it was always hard to tell where to draw the line and call the proceedings to a halt. I do miss having those occasional peaceful times and being able to look into her face and share a smile. Now, she's pretty much always facing away from me when we cuddle-- She wants to be able to see what's out there. Guess she trusts me to guard her back.
I'm still experiencing hormonal fluctuations from weaning, and my milk hasn't dried up completely. I've been told that it could be quite a while before it does. Hopefully, I won't have to wait quite that long for the crankiness and such to subside.
The cold Delia got that week was mild, but it did produce a comment I think I'll never forget-- She woke up from her nap and said, "Wash your nose" several times. (Which translates to "Please wash my nose.") I think she hoped that I could make her nose stop feeling stuffy just by cleaning it off.
Our Monday playgroup has moved to Saturdays and combined with another group that![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
evalerie was already attending. This group seems to always meet in parks or in other more or less public places. Delia's been really enjoying it. The weather's getting colder, so I expect we won't have too many more outdoor meetings. Or if we do, Delia and I will have to be cautious. Me having asthma to cold air is going to be awkward this year.
The week before school started, I decided that needed to explore the Leslie Science Center. It's within my walking range, just barely, and the other park close by is attached to an elementary school. Delia would adore going there during recess because she loves being around other kids, but I'm not only uncomfortable with that because I'm afraid she'd get run over by bigger kids not watching where they're going but also not sure it's allowed. I keep meaning to call and find out when their lunch hour is so that we can go over after. I'm sure nobody'd be heading out for recess in the first 45 minutes after lunch, and Delia won't want to stay that long if there aren't other kids.
The Leslie Science Center is a nature park. There are some community gardens, a couple of trails, some buildings with kid oriented nature/ecology exhibits/activities, and a critter house that's open very limited hours. Most of the time, there's not much going on to interest a toddler, but they have an hour and a half of toddler activities on alternate Fridays during the school year. We've gone to two sessions, and Delia's had a blast.
The first time we went there, though, set the bar high. Apparently, there's a day camp there for elementary school age kids during the summer. The Thursday we went was the last day of camp, and we wandered in during a free play session. Delia threw herself into the middle of it, and when I asked the councilors, they said they didn't mind having her there (I think it would have been different if it hadn't been the last day). She tried to use a hula hoop, but she wasn't quite as tall as the diameter of the hoop. She chased balls and Frisbees. Then they did a group sing that went on and on. The songs were upbeat, ecologically sound and idealistic. I ended up feeling kind of old, largely because I realized that while the councilors were all old enough to be Delia's parents they were also all young enough to be my children. Also, the earnest, long haired young man who played the guitar had a song about an anthropomorphic robot. Back when I was that age, the idealistic young men who played guitars and sang about ecology were rather more Luddite. I don't think any of those I made the acquaintance of were comfortable with using e-mail...
Yeah, I feel old.
She didn't ask again for a week, until she was coming down with a cold. I felt a bit of an ogre telling her no, that the milk was gone (especially since it still isn't entirely, even after weeks), but I'd already eaten some dairy and soy, so giving in wasn't an option. Just as well. We're finding other ways and times for cuddling.
It's been four weeks now, I think. I still miss it, at least the better parts of it. I don't miss her pulling my hair with her toes (well, only in that weird way that one gets nostalgic about things that were annoying at the time), and I definitely don't miss the occasional biting (usually accidental) or the way she tended to gradually clamp down with her teeth as she nursed. I couldn't call that biting exactly, and it was always hard to tell where to draw the line and call the proceedings to a halt. I do miss having those occasional peaceful times and being able to look into her face and share a smile. Now, she's pretty much always facing away from me when we cuddle-- She wants to be able to see what's out there. Guess she trusts me to guard her back.
I'm still experiencing hormonal fluctuations from weaning, and my milk hasn't dried up completely. I've been told that it could be quite a while before it does. Hopefully, I won't have to wait quite that long for the crankiness and such to subside.
The cold Delia got that week was mild, but it did produce a comment I think I'll never forget-- She woke up from her nap and said, "Wash your nose" several times. (Which translates to "Please wash my nose.") I think she hoped that I could make her nose stop feeling stuffy just by cleaning it off.
Our Monday playgroup has moved to Saturdays and combined with another group that
evalerie was already attending. This group seems to always meet in parks or in other more or less public places. Delia's been really enjoying it. The weather's getting colder, so I expect we won't have too many more outdoor meetings. Or if we do, Delia and I will have to be cautious. Me having asthma to cold air is going to be awkward this year.The week before school started, I decided that needed to explore the Leslie Science Center. It's within my walking range, just barely, and the other park close by is attached to an elementary school. Delia would adore going there during recess because she loves being around other kids, but I'm not only uncomfortable with that because I'm afraid she'd get run over by bigger kids not watching where they're going but also not sure it's allowed. I keep meaning to call and find out when their lunch hour is so that we can go over after. I'm sure nobody'd be heading out for recess in the first 45 minutes after lunch, and Delia won't want to stay that long if there aren't other kids.
The Leslie Science Center is a nature park. There are some community gardens, a couple of trails, some buildings with kid oriented nature/ecology exhibits/activities, and a critter house that's open very limited hours. Most of the time, there's not much going on to interest a toddler, but they have an hour and a half of toddler activities on alternate Fridays during the school year. We've gone to two sessions, and Delia's had a blast.
The first time we went there, though, set the bar high. Apparently, there's a day camp there for elementary school age kids during the summer. The Thursday we went was the last day of camp, and we wandered in during a free play session. Delia threw herself into the middle of it, and when I asked the councilors, they said they didn't mind having her there (I think it would have been different if it hadn't been the last day). She tried to use a hula hoop, but she wasn't quite as tall as the diameter of the hoop. She chased balls and Frisbees. Then they did a group sing that went on and on. The songs were upbeat, ecologically sound and idealistic. I ended up feeling kind of old, largely because I realized that while the councilors were all old enough to be Delia's parents they were also all young enough to be my children. Also, the earnest, long haired young man who played the guitar had a song about an anthropomorphic robot. Back when I was that age, the idealistic young men who played guitars and sang about ecology were rather more Luddite. I don't think any of those I made the acquaintance of were comfortable with using e-mail...
Yeah, I feel old.
