Just this week I dropped the morning feeding, and I was only nursing him before bed each night. Well, tonight I had a late night of tutoring, so I told Scott to try to put John down without me here. Scott fed him a sippy cup of milk, put John in his bed, and never heard from him again. So many mixed emotions, you know?
Mostly I am relieved that it was such a painless process. And I am excited because I can now do so many things like visit my dear friend, Lindsay, in Birmingham, and hopefully soon each of my sisters in New Orleans and North Carolina. It's freedom, you know?
But it's also a bit emotional. I prayed and prayed and prayed that John would be a good nurser, specifically that he would nurse for a year. My dear friends in my discipleship group also prayed for this the entire time that I was pregnant. God provided in abundance, even after John was given a bottle for his 8 day stay in the NICU. And, of course, with John making the switch to a sippy cup, I am also a bit emotional over losing my little baby boy. (I don't mean really emotional; I just mean, like, "awww, my baby's growing up")
Anyway, I am doing the typical mom thing and saying, time is absolutely flying by.
But, I am thrilled over my scheduled trip to Birmingham for a much needed girl's weekend. AND, this weekend, Scott and I are going on our first real date since John was born. Again, a friend of mine from discipleship group has graciously offered to watch the kiddos while we go to dinner. So...big things are happening around here.
And what is John eating now that he has given up the "liquid gold?" Lots of things.
What you see above is John taking advantage of Ada's forgotten cheese-itz snack. And, in the blue sippy cup? Vanilla almond milk. And the bottom picture? A grilled cheese sandwich and a banana.
He's my big boy.