With a heavy but accepting heart, our breastfeeding journey is now coming to an end.
These past seventeen months of my body helping feed and keep alive my son has been deeply profound (and at times frustrating, let’s be real).
This last picture of us before I switched to pumping (and before the world became too fascinating for him to stay latched) holds a place forever in my heart.
Thank you, breastfeeding, for helping me learn to love parts of my body that I never used to… and thank you, O, for letting me know now that it is time for us to move onto other journeys together. šā£ ā£
I will miss this so much.
