weaning
It is finally time to start weaning Micah. He is going to be 10 in the Fall. I thought he would wean himself, but that doesn't seem to be working. So I am having to take matters into my own hands. The first step is limiting him to only mornings and nights. We have been doing this for a couple of weeks now and it is going okay. Sometimes he wants the mole during the day and I have to stop him. What? The mole? Oh, you thought I meant breast feeding. No! He was weaned a long time ago from that. But he loves to hold this mole on my neck. It started back when he was a baby and I was nursing him. I guess the mole was something to look at and eventually something to hold. It gave him comfort. When he got older he would run to me whenever he needed a little bit of comfort and he would just give the mole a squeeze. Weird, I know. Well I thought he would grow out of it in a year or two, but he hasn't. I have been slow at weaning him because I kind of enjoy the closeness...