Tonight, I nursed My daughter for the very last time. It may seem silly to most but i think I’m taking it harder than she is. For over 16 months now my body has provided her body with nourishment, comfort and a safe place whenever she needed. More than that, it has provided a bond and a comfort for me as well. Whenever I was feeling overwhelmed or stressed she would come to me and ask for milk. As if to remind me that it was time to take a break, sit down and look into those big brown eyes and just enjoy some time with my baby. Tonight as I nursed her to sleep I was thinking this would be our longest session yet because I wasn’t ready to let go. She nursed for 10 min. She then said “mama, all done,tired” and went to sleep. She’s ready.

So tomorrow when she comes to me asking for milk I will offer her a sippy cup instead. My body is working overtime, keeping myself healthy all while growing another human and trying to sustain an adequate milk supply. I need a small break before I can (hopefully) provide the same experience for baby #3 in a few months. I’m forever grateful for every step of this beautiful breastfeeding journey. 🤱🏽❤️