It is official. The boys are fully night-weaned. I put them down between 6:30 and 7, and I don’t see them again until 7 or 7:15. Of course I’m thrilled, right? I have to admit, I miss those little sweeties. That last night feeding was so wonderful. It was tiring, but I just loved to snuggle my sleepy darlings in the night, kiss them up proper and put them back to bed.
I already feel like it’s going too fast. Yes, the fussy time between 5-7pm is difficult with trying to put them both in carriers and keep them from going too crazy when I’m on my own, but there are so, so many sweet and wonderful times.
Salty has already cut his first tooth. Next week they’ll be six months and I’ll break out the rice cereal. I repeat: IT IS GOING TOO FAST!! I have to keep such a close eye on these little nuggets because if I look away at all, by the time I turn back, they’ve grown up and gone to college and left me for some blonde piece from Boston.