No More Breastfeeding Ever

I don't really have anything to post, but I need those pictures to move down! I will tell you all about my challenges I am currently going through. I have decided to stop breastfeeding FINALLY. Yesterday went better than expected. Atticus took a bottle with little complaining. A little resistance then he would give in. Today, not such good news. He won't even let me hold a bottle near him. Tom was able to get him to take a little, but not more than a couple ounces. I really want this to stick because I am sure if I give in at this point it will be much harder in the long run.
Things I am suddenly aware of. I should have been giving him a bottle all along. (I told myself after two previous weaning nightmares I would always make sure my kids would take a bottle. Why didn't I listen to myself?) I obviously favor the left breast. It is about twice the size of the right, and it is really hard to sleep with tender, lumpy engorged (even in your armpit) boobs. I am sooo tired. If you eat too many blue robin eggs, you milk will turn a lovely shade of blue. (Breathtaking, you should see it.) I know you shouldn't pump if you want your milk to dry up, but I am miserable. A 13 month old that gets the bulk of his nutrition from me (the rest from dog food) apparently eats a lot! See how tired I am? This makes no sense, and I don't have the brainpower necessary to make the needed corrections. You are going to have to sort through this mess yourself.