The Opposite of Weaning

Jacob is a few days away from turning one. I like the idea of having my kids weaned from nursing by about a year, so that would suggest that by the end of this month, he should we weaned. By this time with Hannah, we were down to one nursing a day, and it was nothing at all to cut that one out, too. Simple. Easy.

Now, Jacob hardly nurses during the day. Just twice, once before each nap. Which you will see is part of the pattern that makes me fear I will never be able to stop. Ever. During the night, I seem to feed him more than I did when he was a newborn. Because he keeps waking up, and if I feed him he goes right back to sleep and then so does everyone else. And it's no fun having both kids awake and a husband secretly planning to make an appointment for a vasectomy.

I know I shouldn't nurse him to sleep. I know he doesn't need to eat during the night. But it's like he has two modes: "Feed me and all will be peaceful and well" or "Try anything else to get me back to sleep and I will scream so loud and for so long that you will regret ever considering not just feeding me in the first place".

I think the only solution might be to pretend he's weaned and ship him off to stay with someone (say, the grandparents) for a weekend. Then when we pick him up, I can feign innocence. "What? He cried ALL night? That's strange. He usually sleeps right through..."