March 28th, at 2:10pm...that was our last Milky time. We made it 2 yrs 8.5 months. You would have preferred to continue, but there were a few things that made me decide we should try to end it. You didn't do too bad with stopping. You asked at all the normal times (Wake, Nap, and Bed). When I said no, you'd fuss, maybe cry a little, but I'd either snuggle you or offer you something else and that seemed to help. Tuesday was the hardest time for both of us, I think. It had been a few days, it was the morning you had to head to daycare, and we argued before leaving that morning. When I dropped you off that morning, you were crying, I was crying...it was tough. I went to work and cried all morning. I was afraid you thought I was withholding my love from you, even though I was offering/giving extra cuddles and kisses. I could tell you were mad at me. I emailed Daddy to ask if I was doing the right thing. He said this was the right time, and that you know I love you. When I picked you up that afternoon, I took you for a walk and then we played by ourselves. That night everything was much better! It almost seemed normal.
This morning was the 1st time you've asked for milkies in a few days. But you were ok when I said it wasn't time and offered you cereal. :) This has been a hard time for both of us, but we are surviving, just like I know we will with the many hard times to come. I love you more than you will ever understand (you'll come close when you have your own babies).
