No more nana
Yesterday, my daughter announced without prompting: "I'm a big girl now, mommy. No more nana." Her last nursing session was one week ago tonight, the night we were reunited after a week's separation. Determined as I was to resist any and all appeals to re-open the bar, I gave in almost immediately when she tearfully shrieked, "Mommy, pleeeease! I neeeeed it!" But the next day, during a calmer moment, I explained the conditions of her new big-girl status, and then explained again when withholding the nana that night, the next, and the next. In each case, she whimpered but seemed to agree it was for the best. By yesterday, it seems she'd internalized my explanation to the extent that she could claim it as her own. At first I was extremely sad, but now it seems perfectly natural, and not all that big a deal. Parenting never lets me forget that change is inevitable, painful, and often a good thing.
posted by Margi @ 12:46 PM
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Wow. It's bittersweet, isn't it? But it sounds like your daughter has already learned how to grow up with grace.
Yes, bittersweet is exactly the word. And I love the idea that she's learning to grow up (and with grace). Though I must mention that shortly after I wrote this post, she reversed herself and asked for nana insisting "I'm not a big girl, I'm a baby." I did not cave, but it was tempting.
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