I left for Vancouver for my sister's civil wedding, and was gone for a week. I had hoped to come home to a fully weaned toddler. But life has other plans. And so I'm still breastfeeding my 20-month old. Surprisingly I'm only slightly disappointed and instead fell right back into the comforting groove of feeding my baby. It's just a nice bonding time, especially for this working mom.
In other news, she's slowly increasing her appetite. I swear, when she started picking up green peas and putting them in her mouth, swallowing without spitting, I yelled hallelujah! She's also eating more, like fish, and even a whole chicken nugget even.
