Weaned

Well, Joseph weaned himself yesterday. I'm pretty sure it's for good - he looked at me like I'd grown a second head when I offered yesterday and today!

I'm a little sad, but mostly OK with it. I was going through some phases where I felt a bit "rejected" by the whole process, but he obviously still loves and needs his mama, so there is nothing to be upset about. It's just the last little shred of his babyhood.

He is two now, and we got through another winter without getting sick, so there is pretty much nothing to regret. I'm also happy for him that he was able to wean on his own time and I didn't have to force it on him. I know lots of women find that difficult.

Goodbye baby, hello big boy!