Another Resolution Fizzles

I swore I would never nurse a child capable of asking for it. But, alas. Just now Mali yelled, "UP!" and, after I put her in my lap, pointed at the twins and said, "This? Nurse?"


So, the weaning isn't going all that well, thanks. I thought we'd cut out daytime nursing but apparently not. If it was possible I'd simply cut her off and then spend a week in Spain or New Zealand--an ocean between us would make damn sure we were done. But I won't do such a thing to this baby if she's still interested. Leelo and Iz didn't mind being weaned. Mali does. I remain stuck in the prison of my own lactation until further notice.

Maybe I'll throw myself a weaning party when she finally does kick the habit.

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