Today is filled with a first and a last in my life.
The first was that earlier today I was just thinking to myself while doing the normal routine around the house that I am so glad that Abigail has never barfed. Well I can no longer say this. On my drive to the dairy I heard a little gasp in the back, as if she was choking on something. Now I couldn’t figure out what she would have been choking on seeing how she wasn’t eating anything. I reach around to touch her in her car seat and she was moving in a weird way and no sound was coming from her. I sped to the nearest place I could some what safely pull over. To my shock but relief there was my baby girl covered in puke. I am still unsure why this happened but soooo thankful that it wasn’t anything too serious. Well now her car seat smells like baby puke (not pleasant!) but she is happy and sleeping as I type.
And the last was the last day of nursing by darling Abigail. She has weaned herself, even though I would love to continue to nurse her, she does not want too. It’s funny that I am even saying that I would like to continue because I HATED breastfeeding! I would cry in the middle of the night because she wouldn’t latch properly and it hurt so bad. I ended up just pumping and feeding her a bottle because of the pain and I couldn’t take it any longer. Finally I was so sick of being stuck to a machine most of the day sucking at my boobs that I sought help from a local RN and never turned back!
My goal was to make it 6 months and today is 11 months 5 days.