Just a little while ago I nursed Noah and put him to bed. I actually nursed him for the last time. I’ve seen this moment coming for a while now, but I’ve been putting it off. I can’t explain why it’s time to stop; it just is. And I am heartbroken. I sobbed while my little wiggle worm nursed for a couple of seconds, then sat up and looked around…. then nursed for a couple of seconds and sat up and looked around. This is how it’s gone for the last couple of months. Then he sat up, looked at me as I was sobbing, pursed his lips and gave a BIG raspberry… spit all over. It was actually perfect timing to lighten the mood for mommy. 
It’s almost comical how sad I am, considering I wanted to quit after the first week of nursing. I’m proud that I stuck through it and glad that he had eight months worth of breast milk. My little newborn is so big now… on to bigger & better things, like bottles and sippy cups.
Noah’s a big boy now.
July 24th, 2009 at 10:08 pm
I remember that first week. Sharing that time with you is something I will cherish always!!! I am so proud that you stuck it out for Noah!!! Do not feel silly for crying bc I wept when I read the email about no more nursing and my boobs did not even nurse!!! Love how NJ is called your little wiggle worm!!!
July 27th, 2009 at 3:53 pm
“on to bigger & better things, like bottles and sippy cups.”
And regular bras that don’t have Velcro or snaps or absorbent pads!
July 30th, 2009 at 8:56 pm
I’m an 8 monther, myself. With both boys, that’s as long as I went. Same thing with us, it was just time. They were ready to move on and so was I, honestly. Yea for bottles and baby food.