I need to do some uploading from my camera and then more uploading to the blog, but for now, I'll do some updating. The big stuff around here is that Brendan is 99% weaned. Yes, weaned, as in from breastfeeding. This is BIG BIG BIG stuff because I didn't wean Declan until he was 18 months old and Brendan is a mere 14 months. Now, my plan was to wean him at 12 months, but stuff just got in the way and I can list about 20 different "reasons", but they are all excuses because the truth is, I was the one who was not ready. It IS very liberating to be free from breastfeeding (especially at bedtime). But it is also a little sad and lonely in a way. Breastfeeding has always been a wonderful bonding experience and I don't hate it, not at all. But, Brendan was probably ready a LONG time ago. His first night without breastfeeding was so easy and every night since then has been just as painless. He just goes right to sleep. No grumbling. Hooray for Brendan! He is such a champ.
So, now that he has been weaned, I can finally let my mother babysit AND put him down to bed at night. Previously, for all date nights, Brian and I waited until after Brendan was in bed. Since he goes to bed at 7pm, it wasn't that big of a deal. This Saturday is going to be different. It's my 20th High School Reunion and we are going to be out of the house by 5:00 or something. Cuckoo.
Anyhoo, I better go and play Star Wars with Declan. Adult Swim is officially over and the little guy is itching to jump back in the pool, so to speak.