It's been six months since Daniel weaned, and while I still feel very much at peace with it, lately I've been missing that part of our relationship.
I miss the sweet gazes up at Momma.
I miss the mandatory (and mutually agreed upon) slow down moments for both of us in our day.
I miss the sleepy, milk-drunk smiles.
We both still love to cuddle up in the (former) nursing chair to the photo book I made for Daniel about our breastfeeding journey. It's one of his most-requested books, and only Momma is allowed to read it to him (his rule, not mine).
As Daniel flips the pages and describes what's happening in each photograph, I enjoy remembering the all the ways he's grown and changed thus far. He speaks fondly of drinking Momma's milk, and I'm glad that we can share in remembering some of those times we spent together.
What do you like best (or miss most) about breastfeeding?