All I know is I cry when I think about how "tiny" (technically he was a big baby but still much tinier (word?)) he was and how big he now. I cry thinking about weaning him. I cry when I think I should try to train him to self smooth. I cry when I leave him with someone else. I just thinking about leaving him when Mick and I go on our cruise in January.
For some reason in my mind NO ONE can take care of my baby as well as I can (even though I know there are probably many who can do a much better job, I am new at this after all).
I have decided to wean kenny by the end of year. Its scary. Why? I don't know. Maybe because I don't know how its going to go.
Mick and I go on a cruise in January. I am so stressed about leaving him for a whole week. I prayed for what felt like HOURS last night asking Heavenly Father to give me peace about it. I still have 4 months to go after all. I keep thinking "What if he cries for a the whole week I am gone", "What if the ship sinks and I die and leave him an orphan?" (that one makes me laugh because of how silly it sounds after thinking it), "What if he learns to love whoever is watching him more than me?", "Is he going to do really awesome things while I'm gone and I miss them?" (like walking), "Will he be traumatized?", and "Will his separation anxiety become extreme?".
I'm still waiting to feel peace. Maybe that is a sign I shouldn't go... Maybe I am being a crazy psycho attached mother?
This is harder than I ever imagined. What am I going to do??!! Mick really want it to just be us on the cruise. No babies.
I think I would like to hear all of your stories, advice, suggestions, opinions about weaning, self soothing, separation anxiety, leaving your first for the first time. Lay it on me! Ready Set GO!