I remember...nursing you in the very beginning. I knew I wanted to nurse, but also knew I wouldn't beat myself up if it didn't work out for either of us. Going into it, I had the "I'll give it a shot" attitude and knew that formula would be a backup plan, and one that I was absolutely fine with.
Oh my. I had no idea how much I would love nursing. From the second day you were born, I didn't have any problems with you latching on - no pain, etc. involved for me, and it just seemed easy from day one. What an empowering thing it was to be able to provide you with this type of nourishment. I was simply amazed at how much I love it, and how much closer it brought us together.
I would stare down at your little face and take in your eyes, checks, nose, lips...I would stare and stare until my neck would start to hurt. I loved sitting in our room in the rocking chair your grandma bought for us and rocked with you while I nursed. We would stare at each other for literally hours a day while I nursed....I had this feeling in my heart for you that you will not be able to understand until you have a daughter of your own. I have so many wonderful memories from the past 19 months of your life, but nursing you will always be one of my most fondest memory...
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I love this post. I remember being very sad when M was done nursing and could not wait until I could have another baby to nurse. Now that G is here i'm in my glory with it yet, I'm already dreading the end knowing he is my last baby. It is such a wonderful experience! :) CBJ
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