Weaning followup

Poor Zoe - I've discovered facebook, so have been otherwise occupied this past week. That, and an appaling performance in a job interview, the outcome of which could change our lives in rather dramatic ways, by sending me back to full time work, has otherwise distracted me.

Ewan says his less than 48 hours as sole carer of Zoe last weekend went well, although she was apparently quite sullen for most of my absence. For my part, I missed her dearly, and spent much of my time spotting other people's babies, wondering how old they were. I even found myself in Pumpkin Patch in Paramatta, looking at baby clothes as much as mums and their bubs.

Anyhow, despite the intense physical discomfort that producing milk with nowhere to go brings, and a few long nights filled with Zoe's screaming and tantrums, things have settled down nicely. Zoe seems to have accepted rather easily [she's 16 months] that Mumma's milk flows no more, and even slept through the night five days after her last feed. She hadn't done that for at least six weeks, I think. Despite my initial sadness, I can now see that the time was probably right, although I think I would have gone for another few months if I had felt a little more supported.