One seriously pissed off dude. Everything made him mad. He was always grumpy from his gas pains and didn't want anyone but me. I nursed 24/7 and even nursed while walking around grocery stores. He was up my butt like no one's business. Of course, looking back I realize that it wasn't that bad... but at the time I pretty much wanted to kill myself and I felt so claustrophobic. I love my baby, but it was really hard for me to deal with all the non-stop crying. He would scream bloody murder if he was not being carried around all day.
Now? Now he's his own little dude. Getting into stuff, playing with toys, watching cartoons... Life is so much easier now and I never thought I'd get to this point. He stopped nursing at 12 months and is now smooth sailing through the world of sippy cups and eating big people food. He sleeps through the night and is easy to put to bed. I'm so happy with how far we've come.