
Well, it's been 1 week since I last nursed Henry. So, at 21.5 months, he is weaned. I ended up doing it cold turkey. It was just getting too exhausting to nurse a toddler and a newborn. Not only that, but Henry was whiney all the time constantly demanding "nursies." I was just exhausted from it all. I basically told him that he's a big boy now and big boys don't have nursies. Owen is a baby and babies have nursies. Surprisingly, he actually seemed to understand this explanation. It makes me sad because I did enjoy having the cuddle time and being able to give him comfort in that way. My sweet little boy Henry is growing up and it's bittersweet. I guess this is all just part of parenting!
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