Baby quit breastfeeding. Cold turkey! One day she was happily drinking away, the next… BAM! I received a firm shake of the head, pushing away and the sign we use for ‘finished’. This went on twice a day for four days. On the fifth day I didn’t offer and instead waited for her to sign ‘milk’… waited and waited and waited. I’m still waiting.
It’s been thirteen days since my very last breastfeed with Baby. If only I had known it would be the last time!
I did always say that I wanted her to be the one to tell me when she was ready to stop, rather than ‘weaning’ her myself. She is now fifteen months old, and I was feeling like the end was near. I just didn’t expect it to be so sudden.