I didn't nurse at all today and neither of us noticed. Maybe it's time. But once I do wean her there's no going back, ever. My first small lesson in letting go. I think I'll need several of those.
Last night she had a night terror in the middle of the night and there was no waking her up or consoling her. I tried everything I could think of to wake her up and/or calm her and she just would not. She was screaming, and I mean screaming and writhing around. Her eyes were open but she was so clearly not awake. It didn't make a difference if I held her or not. I finally sat down with her on the floor, set her down a few feet away from me and held out my arms. She came to me, stopped crying and was instantly asleep on my shoulder. I rocked and rocked her on the floor, afraid to stop in case she started up again. If it happens again tonight I'll try it again. I don't know why her coming to me by herself made a difference. Maybe before that I was part of the nightmare that she was trying to escape from? Poor girl. It's so frustrating.