The clock winked. Time had just played the biggest joke on me. It had sneaked past and I hadn’t even noticed.
Last week my daughter was still breastfeeding. Bed times were dragging on and I was looking at that same clock impatient to get away to my other life. The one that started when the kids were asleep. The one that involved blogs, email and adult conversation, even if it was a virtual one. I was looking forward to the time when my daughter would wean and the thought to just say ‘no’ had crossed my mind more than once.
Then she stayed at Grandma’s for a night and never remembered about breastfeeding again. It was as if it had never existed. I didn’t remind her. I was relieved that it all happened so easily and naturally. Then did I feel so sad? And why was that clock winking at me? Maybe it was telling me to savour the moments while they lasted… because everything could change in a flash.
Sometimes clocks can be wiser than people.
Hi, I'm Tat. I believe that through motherhood we're given another chance to find ourselves, grow and shine. I have three beautiful children and I learn a lot from them every day. This year I'm searching for ease in everything I do.
Well, this worked in well though…but I don’t think a post about weaning would have been boring in the first place at all! Everyone experiences different emotions when their children are self weaned or weaned by us. I was over the moon! I didn’t love breastfeeding. I loved bits about it, but I felt no sadness when it was over. Some do though. It’s interesting…
Well done!
Oh I am hearing you totally. You blink and it all changes. But when you’re in the middle of those demanding stages it seems like they’ll never end. It’s the end of one adventure and the start of a new one
Oh weaning time. Isn’t it huge? I recall it tying me in knots. All my rhythms and body responses got all tangled up. How beautiful that your daughter transitioned so seamlessly. And it seems it went pretty well for you too. Lovely! Thank you for sharing a HUGE event with us. Well done for using the prompt to link in so well with your experience.
I can definitely relate to this post. I remember feeling the same way when my youngest weaned. Yes, the clock winks and time flies by! I think what you wrote ties in beautifully with the theme.
I remember the Same motion with my son. I just thought:My Little baby is almost a puzzle Boy. When did this happen?
Oh, this is so true. I try to hang on to the memories of breastfeeding but they seem so distant now. I still have photos but nothing brought me more joy than seeing my babies little noses scrunch up and their little fingers forming tight fists and and their little noses somehow managing to breath. They’re great memories.
Anne @ Domesblissity
It is so well written and reminds me of a stage long long ago! Yes, time marches on.
Oh what a poignant approach to this prompt. Weaning and breatfeeding – such awesome achievements in mummas and kidlet’s lives. There’s not enough talk about this topic, in my opinion. So great to read something about weaning and feelings and trreasuring the moments with our children. Don’t die of shock but my son didn’t wean until he was 4.5 years old! Yes, I did say years and not months! LOl Although I was certainly ready for him to wean (well and truly!!!) I still remember the sadness of having to accept change and that growing up and moving on phase that our kids continue to do. I loved reading this, Tat x
My daughter is 2 years and 3 months. Those who don’t read my blog regularly probably thought that I’m talking about a baby or a very young toddler. But the sadness and the mixed feeling are there, whatever the age might be, no matter how ready you are. Thank you for sharing your story.
This is a good lesson for me in a lot of ways…I wish the weekend was here…I wish summer was here…I wish, I wish, I wish. I don’t want to be wishing my life away.
I read this earlier and thought it was a GREAT post. I have a feeling that is how it will end for us. Here on day, gone the next. At least I hope it’s that easy. Not that it’s “easy”.
Those milestones are always so bittersweet. Great use of this week’s prompt!
Reading this made me start to cry. My daughter is only 7 months old, but I am dreading when this time will come. Definitely bittersweet, Momma. New follower from the Breastfeeding Blog Hop
Oh, I loved this post. The clock does wink so often, and everything has changed before we realize it. My second weaned like that. One day we were nursing, and the next we weren’t. It was so bittersweet. Thanks for the reminder to savor the moments, before this stage is over and the next has begun.
Blessings,
Melissa
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Aww, my little guy is only 6 months and I can’t imagine weaning yet, but I know the day will come. Bittersweet.
I love how you use the prompts to write personal pieces. So different to how I use them. You make me see the exercises in an entirely different way! This is a beautiful piece about the realtionship between you and your child and a wonderful point in time to savour. Time is bittersweet. Thanks for joining in with this week’s WoW
x
This was lovely. I can relate to it so well as a mum who also sometimes watched the clock waiting for time to pass, and then once it did, realised it always would and how important it is to savour the passing moments! I like how you tied it in with world breastfeeding week as well!