What am I talking about? Breastfeeding. As of today, Nathan is/will be (please, God) weaned. The new 1-year old got approved for real milk on Friday. This is a huge life change, but there are a few things I'm looking forward to:
- Not being ravenous 24-7
- Cute bras
- No more mean old man hands grabbing at my shirt ALL.THE.TIME.
While that's not an exhaustive list, it's pretty good.
I was never able to exclusively breastfeed Nathan. When he was really little, we just couldn't get it together. When we finally did, I went back to work. I was never able to pump enough to feed him while he was away from me. Since he started eating real food, I've been nursing him first thing in the morning and right before he went to bed at night. Our mornings will probably go a little smoother and our nights? Well, we'll just have to develop a new routine. Sometimes it's sad that he's growing up so quickly, but I realize that every stage seems to be more fun than the last. Please remind me of that when he's 13.