We had a big weekend full of family time, training, and the end of our breastfeeding journey. I cried a lot thinking about it ending, but we’re both doing okay. Today was our first morning not nursing in 15 months. It felt weird, but I know we’ll get used to it. Rewinding to Friday, I stared at Coop while he took his morning nap. He’s so beautiful.
Then we threw ourselves into absolute chaos and took both dogs to the vet. It was bonkers, but we made it work. Snacks as bribery for everyone!
After the vet, we met Jake for a quick beer at Great Escape, and then it was home for dinner. We had tacos with ground turkey and green chiles. They were delicious.
Saturday morning started with a three hour trail run for me and a three hour ride for Jake. I started first, Jake dropped Coop at my parents’ house, and then I picked him up after my run. Thankful for our families who are always willing to help out!
Rhea joined me for the first 90 minutes of my run. About two miles in, I started crying about weaning, so I called Jake and ended up hiking for a few miles. I was just feeling emotionally drained. I wasn’t sure if my run was going to happen. BUT, I knew I would be disappointed in myself if I quit, so I kept going. I eventually felt better.
Kayla joined me for the second 90 minutes of my run and I think she’s the reason I smiled the rest of my miles. We talked the whole time and just had a blast. I needed that!
My whole run was much slower than I wanted and I didn’t get in as many miles as I had hoped, but I didn’t quit, so I’m calling that a win.
After my run, Kayla and I headed to my parents’ house. We wanted to sit outside by the pool and sip on something tasty. Eleanor swam while we all hung out and watched her.
After my run and Jake’s ride, we met his aunt and uncle for dinner. Cooper makes friends wherever he goes. He kept waving at an adorable little family eating across from us.
When they brought his pizza out, he got so excited and just started pointing at the table. I couldn’t get pieces cut fast enough for him.
I had a delicious burger, onion rings, and a salad.
We had the best time with these two!
I shared this on social media last night, but it really is how I feel about our breastfeeding journey, so I’m sharing it again here. I am so thankful we had almost 15 months of breastfeeding. I have honestly loved every second.
Our breastfeeding journey is over. After 438 days, we had our last nursing session this morning.
I don’t know if it’s due to our infertility journey, but weaning has been a very emotional process for me. I know many mamas go through the ‘weaning blues’, so I know it’s normal to be sad, but sometimes I think when things end, it’s so hard on me because I never thought I would get to do these things & don’t know if I will again. (I am absolutely not trying to downplay anyone who didn’t experience infertility – your feelings & experiences are just as valid as mine! I’m simply trying to explain my thought process right now).
I was sad when each trimester was over, I was sad when my pregnancy was over, I was sad when Coop stopped sleeping in his bassinet, etc. I’m sad our breastfeeding journey is over. Don’t get me wrong, I love each new phase & watching him grow into the amazing little dude that he is, but gosh, my heart hurts each time something ends. But it also swells when he learns something new.
I know we have one more perfect baby on ice waiting for us, but it’s not a guarantee. I think with each chapter closing, part of me mourns the fact that I might not get to do any of it again.
I am so thankful for these past 438 days with Cooper. Sometimes, I still can’t completely believe he’s ours.
Here’s our first latch & our very last. I will never forget this part of being his mama.
Sunday morning, I had an hour recovery run. We had a Trail Sisters group run at Fellows, so I met the group there.
It was a fun morning on the trails!
We finally have a rack and weights for our garage gym again!!! I’m so excited. We sold our last set when we sold our house three years ago, so we’ve just been using dumbbells. They work, but we’ve been ready to get our gym set back up. Now to clean and organize the mess that is our garage…
After my run, I knocked out some laundry, vacuumed our house, cleaned the kitchen, and did some meal prep. It felt good to be a little productive after not doing anything around the house on Saturday.
We had dinner with Jake’s parents last night. Jake’s mom made a delicious meatloaf, mashed potatoes, corn, and green beans. Here’s the plate I shared with Coop. We inhaled everything.
Another big fan of Penny’s meatloaf!
Coop was also a big fan of his Ganny’s robot vacuum. He just wanted to ride around on it. It was hilarious.
Y’all, I don’t know what’s going on with Coop’s sleep this last week, but WOW. My kid who slept from 7-6 is waking up multiple times a night and refusing to go back to sleep. We’re tired! I know he’s teething, so I think that’s part of it, but I also got into a bad habit of putting him in bed with us when he wakes up…that stops tonight! I think we’re all running on about four hours of sleep today, ha! There’s not enough coffee in the world…
Happy Monday, friends!