I'm done nursing.
If you had asked me a year ago how I would feel when I was done nursing, I would have guessed "happy," "excited,"or "ecstatic!!" I would have talked about having my body back, not having to come home early to feed the baby, not having to wake up at night to feed the baby…
But instead, I'm sad. Sort of happy, I guess… but sad. Happy to be done, happy to be independent again. (Or as independent as a mom ever gets.) But I can't kick this sadness.
I really miss it. It felt like those times nursing were the only times all day that I sat down. Colin was easily distracted, so it was usually just us, alone in a quiet room.
I miss that. I miss that quiet time just with my baby.
I miss him falling back asleep in the morning and cuddling him between us in our bed.
I miss looking into his eyes as he stared at me.
I miss how he used to play with my hair or pat my face as he nursed.
Despite my new found independence and losing those last lingering nursing pounds, I wasn't prepared for this. A big chapter of my life has closed forever. And I actually miss it. (Nevermind that I am no longer his favorite person – I've been replaced by Daddy 
I just keep kissing his chubby little cheeks and cuddling him close, trying to enjoy his babyhood before he gets any bigger.
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I have tears in my eyes, I remember the feelings. My youngest stopped nursing at 11 months, it was so disappointing. My other two nursed for 13-14 months.
We just took his crib down so I am a bit emotional about the whole “growing up” thing.
Its terrible not having a baby in the house.
Awww. I am still in the “here’s hoping it gets better” phase, at 4 weeks. For the most part its good, minus the leaky spraying boobs and the pain (sore only on one side no matter what position I nurse her in).
Well…at least you can share a moment over cheesesteaks:)
bless your heart…
and my gosh, is that really him? Wasn’t he just born like, last week or something? CRAZY!
I remember when I stopped nursing Boo, it was hard. I loved the close time we shared each day, but I know that is why we have such a close bond now.
i can’t get over how grown-up he looks already! Sheesh!
It is bittersweet! The little guy is looking so grown!
As much as I love the freedom of no longer having to pump at work and loved losing those last few pregnancy pounds that my body seemed to hold onto while I was nursing, I really missed the 5 a.m. feeding. It was such a special time for us both. She woke up at 5 this morning and I brought her into my bed for some cuddle time. So special.
I remember it well. You’ll get over it.
But it is certainly a bittersweet moment.
It’s so true. It was difficult for me too…it’s very bitter-sweet