Today is the day. Dylan has started trying to pull my bra and top down when he wants more milk, so I've decided that he is done. We've been down to one or two feeds a day for about 3 months now, and he hasn't had any breast milk today. We're done. He had a morning bottle and slept in the car for his afternoon nap. He's just fine. I'm a teeny bit sore, but not too bad. I won't be missing the feeding, that's for sure! I'm a bit tender because of the pregnancy, and it's been like the first few weeks of breastfeeding for the last month or so. OUCH!
Nadine stopped by the Place today and Karen convinced her to stay open until Christmas. I think that's a good thing, but I'm not sure! It means nothing will change for a few months, but Martin is still looking for something else. He may have an interview at Forest Pines, a really nice resort in Scunthorpe, to manage the restaurant there. It'd be a great opportunity, though it would mean long and unsociable hours. They have a nice golf course there and he would probably get a discount if he was an employee.
I have a strict no-drama policy in my life. I instituted it at around the age of 19, and it has seen me through some tough times. But seriously, how can we have this much up and down in our financial matters and keep the no-drama policy in place? This is so stressful!!!
Thinking soothing thoughts. At least Martin won't be changing jobs in 10 days' time, which was the closing date of the Place before today.