Friday night I was able to get him to nurse. However, Saturday night I offered the breast to him and looked at me like I was trying to poison him. Sunday morning the same thing. He actually pulled my shirt DOWN and wriggled away. Ouchy to the mommy ego. Sunday night I couldn't even pull the pacifier from his mouth.
During this time, I suggested to my hubby that I try on the other breast. I had been nursing on the same side/once a day for several months.
My hubby then said to me, in all seriousness-- Maybe your milk has spoiled.