Breastfeeding 15 months plus

I have heard of sibling rivalry. In fact, I've lived it. I have three sisters and a brother. To this day everything is a competition (of love of course) right down to who says happy birthday to someone else first.

William is all about that. He was born in 1/3 the time Amélie was. He weighed more, decided to walk around the same time, and his best accomplishment has been successful breastfeeding and going strong.

Now some of you are just appalled. Stop reading, go away and look up porn or something. Seriously. I know you think I'm kidding but your disgust at my still breastfeeding my toddler is going to get as much respect as porn is. (By the way porn doesn't get that much respect in case you are confused or something ...)

If you are still here it is because you are curious, supportive, or bored. Either one of those is totally fine by me.

For those who think : breastfeeding your 15 month old son? omg that is so much work and is going to ruin him. He'll be SO clingy. Here's the truth about that. My husband was bottle fed and he is about ten times more clingy to me than my son. Just. Saying. ;) lol.

It isn't gross to breastfeed your child. Period. World Health Organization recommends breastfeeding up to two years.

Sidenote : I had another damned link about formula but I hadn't read it yet and now I can't find it so I will add it later.

The reason this post is even coming up is because I recently was given the DIRTIEST look by some friends when I told them I had to run home to nurse my son and put him to bed.

"You're STILL breastfeeding?"

I took that to mean : What the F is wrong with you? Your son will grow up to be a loser and will never leave your house. Ever. That is disgusting and you are a freak.
My response was : Yes. (shrug)

But MAN that seriously chapped my ass (borrowing an expression from Eileen because I'm SURE I've heard her say that before.) I'm still angry and probably hurt. I shouldn't be I know. I'm really doing an awesome thing for my son. I mean should I just up and criticize THEIR choices?

"He doesn't sleep his nights??"

I took that to mean : OMG You are CRAZY. I let my kids cry to sleep from a very young age. I stopped that nonsense right away because I needed my sleep. I wasn't putting up with that bullshit. 

My response : Amélie just started sleeping her nights and she also potty trained herself completely without my assistance in any way, shape or form. In fact, my mom jokes that DESPITE me Amélie potty trained. Including night time bedwetting.

I weighed myself the other day (yesterday) and I weighed 110lbs. Wanna know what I did to lose 50 lbs? I baked cinnamon buns and homemade bread. I also cooked with lots of butter and ate lots of meat. And by lots of butter I mean I keep it stocked in my freezer and I'm going to die of a heart attack when I get older. Or diabetes. I did no exercise. Zero. Seriously I jogged up some stairs (twice) yesterday and I feel like my legs are DYING but ... I weigh 110lbs. I also breastfed and am still breastfeeding. Since I like butter so much I'm going to keep breastfeeding.

I don't give a hooty hoot hootbutt about you having to feed formula because whatever reason you had. I'm sure it's a brilliant and fact filled reason (no sarcasm. honest.) I really don't appreciate the frowny faces or the rude comments and especially the talking behind my back (or to my face in a negative way) about the fact that my son still likes breastfeeding. Grrrr. I swear to God that he will not suffer a horrendous personality disorder from breastfeeding. Has it ever occured to you that maybe it's not the breastfed babies that have the crazy personality disorder? (Omg this could be a whole other blog post)

When I say I need to go home to nurse my son to sleep, all that is required is a "See you in a few" if I'm coming back to the party or whatever, or a "Okay :) TTYL" (Happy face required) Then ... when I leave you talk about the f-ing weather. Unless you want to be supportive then you can say whatever supportive thing you have to say like. Good for you! Or you may also talk about how ridiculously hot I look because ... I know you want to. And it's okay.

I worked super hard at breastfeeding Will in the early months. Amélie quit at 5 months because I had horrid PPD. I perservered and with a super supportive husband we are still going strong. Okay mostly Corey is just super duper lazy and breastfeeding Will to sleep is easier than rocking him. So basically we are uber lazy, BUT on the upside we are doing him a HUGE favor.

Now. I didn't want to tell you this but ... I think you should know. We also let out kids sleep in our bed. WHAT?! Yup. Mostly Amélie just falls asleep there because her bed is uncomfortable or something. Whateves. We move her to her bed she's Awesome. Will comes to our bed after I get up to NURSE HIM the 2nd time or something because it's seriously easier than walking across the hall to put him back in his bed.

After typing that, I'm realizing just how lazy I've gotten. I'm worried though. If I do any physical exercise I might wither away ... hm. This is an interesting dilemma.

Oh. And I'm not looking for comments about how to wean/make my son sleep his nights. But if you have a funny/supportive comment then feel free.

Oh and one more thing. It is completely acceptable to make fun of me behind my back (and to my face) when I am CERTAIN of fact but you can prove me wrong. But seriously. That's the only time. Ever. Got it? I will ... find out. BAHAHAHAH

Why the hell am I still typing on this post? I should be sleeping. Seriously. I say that a lot. Seriously.

One last thing. I didn't post any of the many incredibly benefits of breastfeeding because I have to assume that since you know SO much about it that you can comment rudely to my face about it that you are more than aware of the incredible benefits of breastfeeding. I mean ... you wouldn't make an uneducated comment would you?!

Well, okay another thing if you seriously are just not knowing then I want you to cite your references because ... really ... they are questionable.

Omg and because I don't want the bottle feeding mamas to assassinate me in my sleep, this really has nothing to do with bottle feeding whatsoever.

Oh my god it's late. This post is now done. The end.

At this point I'm not sure this post makes any sense anymore. I'm posting it anyways. You're welcome.