This Little Bit has become quite a biter over the past few weeks. With a fourth tooth soon to make an appearance, she is very effective.
And so it is with much sadness and lots of tears (on my part), that in the midst of Friday's noon
biting nursing, I made an immediate decision she HAD to be weaned. For my sake. We've made it past ten months and with what we have frozen, she'll make it another month, and then I suppose the supplements will begin. Too bad my neighbor's freezer unknowingly went kaput, with a TON of my milk in it. Ugh.
It's been an emotional (I am embarrassingly and unreasonably teary) few days. I am sad and will miss those sweet times with her. And as much as I hate to admit it, it's a pride issue, too. Funny how God has a way of working on a prideful heart.