My baby girl is not a baby anymore:( She has officially been weaned from breastfeeding and transitioned to whole milk (with Ovaltine because chocolate makes everything better!) Today is the first time in over 14 months, I was not in the same category as a cow.
I thought I'd throw a party or do a little dance, but all I feel is sad. As much time and energy it took to nurse and all the pain I endured in the beginning, I admit I loved it and would do it all over in a heart beat. I enjoyed holding Chloe and sharing that bond with her. During those few minutes that she nursed, everything in life slowed down and the only thing that mattered was nourishing my baby girl.
And so here I am, bawling my eyes out because now I know that Chloe is growing up and it's happening way too fast. And there's nothing I can do about it.
If I could, I would be like that mother from 'Love You Forever' by Robert Munsch who rocks her child every night until she's just too old. That's one of the main things I'll miss about nursing. Rocking, cuddling, sharing sweet little smiles while we're both calm and relaxed.
Looking at the picture above of Chloe, she doesn't look too happy either. A few times today, she whined and cried, like she didn't know what to do with herself. That broke my heart.
So tonight if/when she wakes up, I'll take her to the rocking chair and rock her back and forth, back and forth, back and forth....
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