Saturday, March 16, 2013

The End of Nursing.

Let me start this post by saying, nursing has been (by far) one of the most amazing experiences of my life. I have loved every single minute of it. I am so proud to have nursed Easton until now (18mo) and I wouldn't change ONE single second of our special time together. 

I have nourished Easton's little body from birth. I have given him comfort and watched him grow from the milk I have created. The transition from growing that little baby in my own body to nourishing him from my own body was amazing and something that I will cherish forever.

When we were one month away from Easton's first birthday I couldn't believe I [had] to stop nursing E in just one month. With tears streaming down my face I said to Tony, "he's such a baby, still!" Tony, with all the love in his heart said, "Rebecca, this is between you and Easton. You get to breast feed as long as it's right for the both of you." It was such an amazing statement. His support propelled me into the next six months of nursing my baby into a thriving toddler. I am so thankful to my husband...

Easton and I are (now) officially done with that phase of our mama-son relationship. We are moving on to new and exciting bonding rituals, and respectively cherishing our old way. It has been an incredible ride. I am truly amazed at what a beautiful journey it has been.


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