You know how sometimes I'm all "I need a break from Facebook", or "I need a break from my family", and I run away for a few hours? This weekend baby did that with nursing. He just didn't. For DAYS.
From Friday morning through Tuesday morning, I didn't nurse once. Didn't even ask for it.
After the first day, I was all, "Wow. Neat. He went all day without nursing. Interesting."
After the second day, I was all, "Wait. What's going on here? Is he weaning himself?"
After the third day, I was all, "HE'S LEAVING ME!!!!!" and I immediately fast-forwarded to the day he is going to leave for college and never come back.
Then this morning he was all "BOOBIES!" and we snuggled in bed for an hour.
(side note, he did the cutest thing this morning. Every few minutes he'd stop, grab a pillow and lie down by himself. I foolishly thought he was just going to go back to sleep. But then he'd pop up and say "Boobies?!" And I'd ask which one he wanted, and he'd point to the one he wanted. I'd uncover the booby and he'd get real close and whisper ". . . boobies". Like he was whispering sweet nothings to my boobies.
It was so fracking cute. ... and little disturbing.)