I went on a trip with girlfriends from Thursday to Sunday and Wednesday night was my last nursing session with my almost 2yo and I didn’t know it. I knew going into the girls trip I was hoping it would dry my supply, but I didn’t realize how devastated I would be to come home and not sit down and nurse my girl.
She slept through the night on Wednesday which is unusual for her, so I didn’t get to nurse as expected before I left. Queue the tears (from me). Dad had a rough night Thursday, but Friday and Saturday were better.
I took a hand pump with me on the trip just to relieve any discomfort, and barely had any. I guess my body knew it was time. I was getting touched out. She was a twiddler and I was so sick of fighting her.
I get home and she asks to nurse. I turn her away and offer cuddles and she adjusts ok during the day. At night though, she cries and cries and gets agitated. I’m not able to put her to bed anymore. She just wants daddy. I haven’t cried this much since I was PP with my first. Does this get better? When will I stop feeling so fucking sad.