Let me start by screaming this from my little soap box… I DID IT! Sam is officially weaned. Yes, after hemming and hawing over this since March of this year, I finally did it. I have had many stops and starts, but this time, I stuck to my guns. Yes, it helped that my guns were a thousand or so miles away on vacation, but when I returned, I didn’t cave. Yes Sam looked at me with his big blue eyes, grabbed at my boobs and with a tear in his eye begged for “nite-nite”. I shook my head, told him no more “nite-nite”. And then Sam just accepted it.
He proceeded to scream in my face while clawing at my shirt for the next ten minutes. But I didn’t cave. I held strong and rocked him till he calmed down. We had to repeat this process a number of times over the next four days, but his screaming at the top of his lungs went from ten minutes, to 8 minutes, to five minutes to not at all.
So, I think it is safe to say that Sam is officially weaned. Now, if only my boobs would stop producing milk I would be set.
Of course, Sam not nursing has come with a new set of challenges. It seems that Sam hates milk. Well, he hates milk if my parents, Peter, myself or one of the nanny’s tries to give it to him. If Lupta (the worlds greatest nanny) or Lupita’s daughter, Rosa, offers Sam a bottle, he takes it and drinks it without batting an eye. For the rest of us, he just pushes it away and says “all done”. We have tried giving him milk in a bottle, a sippy cup, a straw cup, and a regular cup. We have tried unsweetened almond milk (which he drinks for Lupita and Rosa), sweetened almond milk, vanilla almond milk, and even cows milk. Nothing works. He just takes one small sip, lets is dribble down his chin and runs away saying all done.
I am at a loss.
Compounding the issue (because you knew there had to be something) is the fact that Sam now doesn’t drink enough liquids. And not drinking enough liquids is leading to terrible constipation. It has been almost 7 days since Sam has pooped. I can feel all the poop that is in his poor little belly. He has had Miralx, flax, prunes, cranberries, suppositories and every type of aide I can think of… and nothing. He strains and pushes and cries and maybe a little rabbit poop comes out. Tonight, I am breaking down and giving Sam an enema…. just out of the hope that we can give him some relief.
Of course, all his pushing and straining (and suppositories) has led to the worst diaper rash I have ever seen. Poor little guy is so miserable he just screams and can’t sleep (which of course means I am not sleeping either).
So, I ask… no I beg of you my readers… any suggestions for how to get Sam to drink milk and also how to clear up his massive constipation and diaper rash?