Truebrit, I was 33, nearly 34 when I had my first child. 37 with the second. They both weaned at about 2 1/2 years. (The last year or 18 months was mostly bedtime, nap, and first thing in the morning, it wasn't like it was their sole nutrition.) Weaning was easy. I usually read a book at night and they nursed, so when we were ready to quit Dad read the book at night. They didn't miss a thing because there was no expectation to nurse when Dad read.

Funny story, though. When the second child was born the first was 3 1/2. She's forgotten all about nursing, but was curious. She asked one day if she could nurse, so I sat down in the rocker and opened my shirt. She climbed up in my lap and then tried to figure out how to do it, pursing her lips but not knowing the suck any more. It was pretty funny for both of us! I offered to express a little into a cup that comes with the cough syrup, and she said that would be good. She took a taste and ran away. I asked what she'd done and she told me "I spit it out!" I think she asked one more time, about six months later, and that was that.

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