Being done with breastfeeding means many things to me. It means for the first time in over a year and a half I have my body back, it means my son no longer needs me to give him nutrition, and it means that I am both happy and sad it’s over. But of all the…
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For about 5 months I was the sole provider of nutrition for my son. For over a year I held my son close to me so he could nurse at least once a day. It’s a bond between my son and I that no other person can duplicate. Breastfeeding has been an experience like none…
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With my little man’s first birthday quickly approaching, my days of breastfeeding are quickly nearing an end. I am still shocked that I’ve made it this far. I have reached my end goal! Could it really be true? Could I really have breastfed my son for a whole year? With me nearing the end I…
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When I began breastfeeding I never thought I could, or even want to make it the full year. I talked about it, toyed with the idea in my head, but if I am being honest I will admit that I thought I would stop around 6 months….9 months at the longest. Now, at 10 and…
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If you asked me a few months ago I NEVER would’ve told you that I would panic over the thought of being done with breastfeeding. From day one I already had the end date in mind. Now, in the ninth month I wish I could tell myself how much easier it would get. That’s why…
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