I tried to wean my little one since he turned 15 months but met no success.(He’s 20 months now). I would always cave into night nursing because, well, I had discovered a nursing-while-sleeping-position, and SLEEEEEEEP is just tooooooo precious. But the backaches in the morning had me kicking myself in the shins. Every night I would go to sleep with the resolve that I need to quit, and every day I would google articles about how to quit. I guess a part of me felt guilty about it too. What I learnt during the process: Read More →
Two days ago my one year old fell off his highchair onto the marble floor. At least three feet. Three whole feet. I had put him in for a minute without strapping him. I feel awful. He landed on his head and face and THANK GOD there is minimum possible damage, a tiny bruise under his right eye. I was close enough to break his fall, somewhat. I have never heard him cry like that. I was right next to him and it is due to my negligence that this happened. Try as I may I can’t get the image of the fall out of my head. Even though I am desperately grateful he is fine.