AHAHHHH!!!!

You never thought I’d get there, did you???

T2 will not be breastfed till she’s in Form 5, rest be assured. She’s now well on her way to being fully weaned.

It started like this.

In March this year, I took a trip AWAY from the baby for 40 hours. The baby had absolutely no access to the breast all that time and I was privately squeezing milk out in the shower of my Bangkok Hotel Room wondering if the Thai transvestite community would find this act at all sexy. I know, my brain is right in the gutter. Being a stay-at-home-Mom for 7 years does that to you.

BE WARNED.

Project Boobie Wean 1 – FAILED.

A few weeks later, I tried rubbing chilli padi. That didn’t work either because it is confirmed now that my baby has strong Indian genes from Ceylon, now that it has been confirmed where my ancestralship lies, speaking of which, did you know that the Portuguese were the ones who changed Sri Lanka’s name to Ceylon? I have a family tree dating back to the 1850s showing my ancestors – Ceylonese Great-Great-Great-Great-Grandfather marries Portuguese Great-Great-Great-Great-Grandmother. Bloody fascinating. So no wonder T2 was a natural when it came to nursing spicy breasts. It was even better with spice!

Project Boobie Wean 2 – FAILED.

Then someone mentioned vinegar. So I tried that too. Vinegar was not a taste she was familiar with and I thought that it had a good chance since she was such a fussy eater.

She noticed the initial vinegar taste but decided to plough on to eventually get her natural boobie back. BUGGER!!!

Project Boobie Wean 3 – FAILED.

By this time, I was resigned to the fact that she was stuck to the boob for a very long time and made excuses for myself why this should be so.

And then the horror stories came again. What horror stories? If you have ever been a breastfeeding Mom, you will know what horror stories I’m referring to.  Yeah, those. The ones when they’re sick and want to sleep with the breast in their mouth 24/7. The ones where they BITE you and it’s HELL, FUCKING PAINFUL!!! The ones where they take 3-4 hours of your day just because your breasts belong to THEM.

NO MORE BOOB, T2!!! NO MORE BOOB!!!

I refused her boob for a day and kept explaining how she was now a big girl. Every time she did something cool, like try putting on her own shirt or wear her own socks, I’d clap and commend her on what a big girl she was. She was growing up to be a big girl like Che-Che, no more boob!

LOTS OF PSYCHOLOGICAL PLAY INVOLVED.

The first 2 days, she would get upset, cry and hit me. Then cry pitifully. But as soon as she realised that I meant business, she stopped and went about her own way. I swear, this took like 5 minutes and she’d be happily playing with her cars. After the initial ‘trauma’ of realisation that she WAS indeed growing up to be like her big sister and not going to be having the boob anymore, she accepted it a little more.

Then she’d ask sheepishly for the boob once a day or whenever she remembered. And I’d say no and reminded her that she was a big girl now and looked at her enthusiastically and talked to her about all the big girl things she could do, instead of having boob! After that initial 2-3 days, she had accepted that she’d no longer have boob 4-5 times a day setting Mama back by up to 2 hours that Mama could NOT afford.

And then one day, whilst I was naked after a shower, I made the mistake of bending down to her level (we were showering together) and CHOMP!!! Her little mouth DIVED for my nipple and gripped at it hard!

That was it.

My boob was stuck for life.

Well, it certainly felt that way! Now that she had it, she wasn’t going to let go!

Again, we went through the whole positive reinforcement thing and fingers crossed till today, no tantrums about no boob. She still asks for it once a day or once in two days, but I again remind her that she’s a big girl now blablablablabla………

I am really pleased that T2 is officially OFF the boob through mere brainwashing. It shows you how smart these kids really are. So yeah, we’re on our way to boob free days. Project Boobie Wean achieved at targeted age.

 

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