This is my favorite time during the day, when Charlie falls asleep in my arms while he is nursing. The room is quiet, this little boy is snuggled into my body, relaxed and very still with his legs crossed at the ankle, and all I can hear is the in and out of his little baby breaths.
He is 7 months and 2 weeks old now and sometimes it hits me: these days are numbered. I can't breast feed him forever! Funny to think that I love it so much when I was so certain that I would not before Charlie was born.
He has slept through the night for about a week now, and the week before that I reduced night time feedings. My body has already adjusted to not make milk at night. So 2 weeks. That's it. That's all it takes for something that is so much a part of my life to not be a part of my everyday.
There is a plus side to weaning - can you say date nights?? Couples vacations?? Or even just a big chunk of daytime to get everything done would be wonderful. I've always thought that when those things seem more important than breast feeding, that would be my time to stop.
But what I love about breast feeding is the closeness, the stillness, my baby peacefully sleeping in my arms. Vacations are not even in the same ballpark.
Do mothers that aren't breast feeding have these special moments with their babies as well? Certainly. Am I still scared that I will lose my favorite time of day? Definitely. Can't help it!
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