… you will realize that time is fleeting, and those moments will never come back.
Kenley is done nursing. She hasn’t nursed since Thursday night and has been happy as a lark. While I am happy that it’s over and just in time for tons of weddings, showers, and bachelorette parties this summer, I can’t help but fight back the tears as I write this.
I promised myself I wouldn’t get this sad this time, but I honestly can’t help it. It’s hormones mostly… because I really am thrilled that it wasn’t a HUGE struggle to be done. It’s just hard. That was our time, and it feels like it went by in the blink of an eye. I already miss the look in her eye when we snuggled into the chair, the way she would fall asleep in my arms, and just how intense that bond was those first few weeks.
What I won’t miss? This awful, sore, engorged feeling. The distracted feedings where I was starting to get flustered. The cluster feedings in the beginning when I couldn’t do ANYTHING but nurse the poor girl, you know, who was starving. Nursing bras? Looking forward to tossing them.
I am blessed to even say that breastfeeding was a positive experience, because I know it isn’t this way for everyone. But there was something magical about it almost. And that’s the part I will miss the most.
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