It's been a day and a half since I last breastfed my 14 month old daughter. I guess that means she is weaned. I know I'm supposed to be feeling free right now but I'm not. I'm feeling very sad. I'm sad that our special mandatory snuggle time is over. Now I will be lucky to get a snuggle, unless she's incredibly sleepy or sick. I'm sad that now I don't get to eat 300 extra calories. I'm sad that her nutritional superfood isn't going to be included in her daily intake anymore. I have been proud to know that even when her solid diet was less than stellar at least I was giving her one thing perfectly.
Breastfeeding is such an emotional experience. It's been so hard but so great. I'm so glad it worked out for us for so long.