That morning, I nursed you for the last time. You had gotten impatient as you waited for your milk bottle, I nestled you in my arms like the good old days, you latched but unlatched within 20 seconds. Then, I knew, you were ready to wean off completely.
Breastfeeding is a bittersweet journey and the courage it takes to stop? Nobody can prepare you for it. Aaron started sleeping through the night at about 16 months old and because of that, weaning was a breeze. My initial breastfeeding target was 12 months but my heart wasn’t all ready. I knew that this would be my last breastfeeding journey, because Aaron would be my last baby. As long as he tapped on my chest, regardless of what time it was, I allowed him to latch as long as he wanted. It was exhausting, but it was worthwhile - I would stare at him, snuggled in my arms, and thought to myself, did I create this prefect little being? Our pictures were all of sleeping Aaron because whenever he saw my phone pointing at him, he got distracted and unlatched. I am glad that I didn’t hesitate taking these selfies because I can now look at these quiet moments I had shared with Aaron as I pen this down. My breastfeeding journey has ended but another beautiful journey begins. I am ready for my body to be mine again.
