Notes from the last year of nummies*:
* As with Naomi Rivka, if he hasn’t already stopped on his own, Gavriel Zev’s next birthday will mean the End of Nummies.
And almost every single day of his life has at least started and ended with nummies. 1440 x 2 = 2880. Plus, that whole newborn thing where it was just about non-stop for the first 6 weeks. Let’s say 4 “extra” feedings a day for 6 weeks… 6 x 7 x 4 = 140, which brings us EASILY over 3000.
Three $#!^%&^ thousand. What else have I consciously done for a child 3000 times?
I thought maybe FEEDING them, but the truth is, I don’t feed my kids every single meal, 3000 times in a row. Some meals are take-out; some are cooked by Ted or my mother. I guarantee you, nobody has ever nursed one of my kids without me knowing about it. If we skip nummies, nobody jumps in to take my place.
There HAVE been a few exceptions, nummy-wise, too: days without nummies at the beginning and/or end of the day. But then, on almost every one of our days together, we have also nursed in the middle, before and/or after naptime, which I wasn’t even counting in the total.
Those are the only times now: before and after sleep. They have been since just about when I introduced solid food. Call me cruel (my kids all do), but with both Naomi Rivka and Gavriel Zev, I have only ever nursed on that schedule: nummies at sleep times only. For a believer in attachment parenting, I sure have a lot of boundaries (we never co-slept, either… and over 6 months, I didn’t nurse in the middle of the night, period).
I do feel guilty, because none of the other kids had this long to be close and cuddle with me all alone. But I figure every position in the birth order has its downside and its perks… and “baby of the family” is a heck of a downside, much as “oldest child” and “older middle child” might vehemently disagree.