so many blog posts in my head, so many memories and photos to share, and no time! I have been re-reading some posts from when I first joined livejournal in 2005 and it reminded me how much fun I get from writing and the satisfaction of sharing. I want to write more regularly - one little blog a day is possible, surely? Watch this space :-)
The shocking statistic is that this year (so far) I have only read 24 books. Today I gently reshuffled my TBR pile, recycled some books which I have no chance of reading and wondered how many of the remaining 56 (mostly fiction, but a few non fiction gems) I will read by the end of the year? I have some great books in there to read - why have i been hoarding them?
I miss reading. I need to reprioritise my scarce leisure time. Less crap tv, more quality books! That is all.
Patrick is 14 months old today and his last breastfeed was a week ago (Mon 10th Sept). He had been down to one feed a day for the last month or so, but in the last few weeks he has been feeding very erratically and has really weaned himself off the boob. Up to his first birthday, he has been enthusiastically still nursing consistently once or twice a day and showed no interest in stopping.
I was worrying about how to finish breastfeeding, since I didn't really want to stop whilst he was still feeding well. It's such a definite end. Once you stop, you've stopped - there's no going back. And then the baby period, that time of such closeness, is definitely over.
I am glad that he decided when and how to stop. And actually, it wasn't so hard. I am now feeling the benefits. The fog of hormones and tiredness is lifting (and even now I am realising how under the fog I was the whole time) and my energy and fighting spirit is returning. Plus, it is a nice feeling to have my body properly back to myself again. This does mean though that I have no excuse for not losing weight! I just can't think too much about the fact that I've breastfed him for the last time, or I will get a bit nostalgic and upset.
Anyway, onwards and upwards! Don't look back - look forwards. I did a great job of feeding him for so long and he is a healthy and happy toddler in the rudest of health :-) He now saunters round the flat, bottle of formula in hand, swigging away - its hilarious.