Technically, it has been far longer than that since our true feeding. For weeks, Nathaniel began to loose interest and would only need to breastfeed for comfort, mostly during naptime/bedtime. Eventually, he stopped asking and I stopped offering.
As relieved as I am that my body is once again mine, I am still sad that it is over. I expected to continue nursing for at least a couple more months. I supposed I could have kept offering it but in the end, Nathaniel was just ready to wean himself.
Breastfeeding has both been a great and bad experience for us. I loved knowing that I provided the best and most nutritional food for my son during his first year of life. I loved our alone and bonding time that I normally would have shared if he was bottle-fed. But with that, I was also the main "feeder" and did not get a break especially since Nathaniel never learned to eat from a bottle. Then there was the initial latching issues, overproduction of milk (that could have fed twins or triplets!), and the dreaded mastitis. But overall, it has been a fulfilling experience and I consider it as one of (my hopefully many) great achievements as a mother.
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