In my last post about why we still co-sleep at 2, I briefly touched on the fact that I am ready to wean Daniel. What I actually meant to say was – “I am so sick of breastfeeding now, and I just want all my body parts for myself.” I loved breastfeeding (most of the time), but after 18months I became a little resentful. Not toward my beloved of course, but he would wake up just for comfort.. because he could. It drove me insane. Not to mention inappropriately grabbing my boobs and asking in his unique way at the most inopportune times for a bit of HIS tieties. I was however… afraid of toddler weaning!