These days it seems to me that at home we will say goodbye to breastfeeding. My little daughter breastfeeds in the morning, it is an almost anecdotal moment when it comes to food (after usually eating a breakfast of aúpa) but very special, every day.
Lately, one day he told me he didn't want milk. There are three days a week in which I am not when he wakes up, then he has breakfast before, and when he sees me later, at noon, a couple of times, a few loose days, he "has disregarded" his chest.
Today, he has woken up with me, it is the second day he does not want mom's milk. It may be time to say goodbye to breastfeeding. I admit that I am sorry, although I knew that the time would not take long to arrive, the girl is two years and three months old and it has been a few months since I was the one who reminds her if she wants to breastfeed.
Surely throughout the day I remember it a few more times, and although I think we will alternate days, the truth is that it will have been a very progressive weaning, because as I say lately it only makes one shot a day and I do not I think I have physical discomfort, just as it did not happen to my oldest daughter.
Nor for her to imply an abrupt change that could affect her, of course, since it seems that she is the one who "claims it".
However, and given those issues that alleviate the "big step," I am deeply sorry for this change. I know this feeling is a passing thing, but I will miss it. Next to everything, there is that thought that accompanies me a lot lately: how fast they grow and how I will miss these ages.
It is being a pleasure to share with the little one these special moments, which sooner or later come to an end, We will say goodbye to breastfeeding but forever remain in the memory, photos included since lately, anticipating this moment, I wanted to take more photos breastfeeding. I hope to capture the moment more times ...
