Made it to almost 7 months!

Well, it was a good 7 months worth of trying, but I've decided to give one final go this weekend, then I'm finally throwing in the breastfeeding towel. Story has weened herself (yes, you read that right. She's started refusing to nurse besides for comfort and will only take bottles besides) and I'm down to getting a whopping 1-3 ounces per day pumping (4-5 sessions). I've tried it all- supplements, oatmeal, old wives tricks, more pumping, less pumping. And in the end, it's just time to face the fact that my time breastfeeding miss lady might be done.

I'm really proud I made it this far and a little disappointed I can't hold out for a full year. I really wanted to make it a year, but, honestly, I'm not holding out hope. I've already done so many crazy things to keep it going, but my final straw is the fact that Story herself has decided that it's obsolete. Ever since she stopped feeding, my supply has seriously tanked.

So, I figure I'll try all I can to get her to feed this weekend, but if she refuses, I'll resign myself and put away my pumping gear. The amount I'm getting for all this effort is foolish, especially when she's almost totally formula and solid food fed now.

But still, bummer.

Oh well, everything ends. I just suck at not making goals I set for myself.

Grrrrrrrrreat

I just got a notice from Toys R Us that Story's crib has been recalled due to poor workmanship (the slats can break off and form a strangulation hazard). So now I am experiencing the singular joy of having to call Jardine and get instructions for returning/exchanging our crib.
This also means that we have to dismantle and get rid of the old crib, as well as haul a new one here and put it together. Gotta love it.
This, along with a teething, cranky baby makes for one fun evening.