Little girl, you are currently half asleep at my breast. I love watching you nurse, your eyes half closed in contentment, your hand on my sweater. We are coming to the end of our nursing relationship, and although I am glad I might have a few month before I have to start with your sibling, I am sad about ending this time with you.
We began this journey in the NICU when you were almost a day old. The hum of the machines, the voices of the nurses, and the wail of other babies were the music of our earliest days. WHen I brought you home, we watched countless hours of Law and Order SVU, until you began nursing quicker and less often.
We have been weaning slowly for sometime now. Since the summer you have been down to nap time and bedtime. Today we dropped the afternoon session. I told you we were not going to nurse at nap time today and you got very serious and said “Stop nursing”. You seemed relieved when I told you that you could nurse at bedtime.
As you are cuddled up against me, I am trying to sear this image on my brain, so I never forget these amazing moments that are soon to end.