I mentioned in my last post that I would share more about our weaning plans. On Thanksgiving, my husband woke up with Ella and offered her a sippy cup of milk in place of her normal routine of nursing for the first time. She seems to be transitioning pretty well, though she did do the sign for milk when I joined them at the table the first day, and tried to pull up my shirt on the second day. I had to eat breakfast with her on my lap this morning to keep her happy enough, but I think she'll adjust.
I, on the other hand, am finding it a bit odd to adjust--both emotionally and physically. I need to readjust my schedule to fit in an early morning workout and figure out when to eat breakfast, do my bible study, and get her fed, but I'll get there. I miss the snuggle time with her, but I still get to look forward to our evening feedings (at least for the time being). But physically speaking...I'm perplexed. On Saturday (so Day 3 of just one feeding), I noticed that my breasts were tender. It didn't quite feel like engorgement; if anything, it was reminiscent to how they felt when I was pregnant with Ella. They still hurt on Sunday, so I took a test this morning.
It was negative. I was actually surprised. I wasn't expecting anything last week at the doctor's appointment, but this sensation is vaguely familiar--no, make that exactly like--what I experienced when I was pregnant with Ella. I even had a dream last night about a positive test (granted, I had to read the results with a magnifying glass in the dream, so maybe that should be some sort of indication...that dream was then followed by another dream of stealing a sports car from a hotel...don't know what that one was about).
They still hurt today. I'm wondering if this is some sort of indication of perhaps a new cycle, or maybe even ovulation. I can only hope that something is happening. After my previous experiences with anovulation and long cycles and PCOS, I admit that I'm a little anxious to get back to "normal" again. All I can do is wait and see.
Today's blessing is that Ella is now holding our hands when we say grace at meals. She knows that we hold hands and pray before our meals, and it's just so sweet that she will hold our hands while we pray. I really pray that God give me wisdom as I lead her to Him.