Um, yeah... So, um. Hmm. Yeah. It didn't go well. In fact, it hasn't gone at all. Nathan refused to drink hardly anything for two days, became HORRENDOUSLY constipated, and then I gave in. Yes, I did. (Don't judge.)
The goal is to re-evaluate the situation and probably wean him at 13 months. I'm getting him to drink a little bit of milk per day and he's discovered the joy of pear juice! I'm sure a huge part of the problem is me and how much I love our time. It's just going to take a little while longer.
I'm breastfeeding a toddler. I'm mostly okay with it - until people look at me funny or make snarky comments. Ultimately, it's my family and our decision. I've got to remember that.