Lexi doesn't have many words at her disposal yet, but she's all fired up about making her many opinions known. In some ways this is a very vexing stage, but she's just so tiny and adorable that I love her more every day.
Suddenly she has to use her own spoon to eat and she's a pro with the sippy cup. Today she wouldn't let me feed her. Not one bite! When the spoon strategy didn't work perfectly at dinner, she was content to dip her fingers in the yogurt and suck on them. I think she really just wanted a bath after dinner.
Lexi's latest decision is that she would rather not nurse any more. For the last few months, she's been pretty fickle on the subject. She would boycott for a day or two, then nurse with gusto for a week, then skip a day, then nurse all night long. With our life being so up in the air, I thought nursing would be a nice constant for both of us. I thought it would ease transitions and help her feel comfortable and safe no matter where we were or what we were doing.
Turns out that nursing IS the transition! Suddenly it's over and Lexi isn't looking back.
Well, Lexi's health and happiness is really the end goal, after all. If she would rather move on, I guess I can, too. We've had a great 13 1/2 months together. And now that this phase has come to an end, I intend to usher in a new phase of my own: sleeping through the night.