I just nursed Emma for the last time and I'm taking it much harder than I imagined. She's almost 15 months old and I was able to nurse her for almost a year. She doesn't show a ton of interest in it anymore and I'm sure that my supply is about nil, but it was our special time in the morning to just cuddle and about the only time all day she was still. I knew I would love breast feeding, though I never imagined I would love it this much :) I'm extremely proud of myself for making it this long, but I feel like weaning means that my little girl isn't a baby anymore. Which she isn't, she makes that perfectly clear every day, but it was the one thing I was holding onto.
The reason for weaning her today? We're headed to Chicago this weekend for a wedding and to hang out with one of my favorite friends that I don't get to see often enough. Unfortunately my brother and Sam aren't in town too, but they're letting us stay at their place and we're looking forward to a weekend of eating and drinking an catching up with friends. Oh, did I mention Emma isn't coming? She's staying with my parents and is about to be spoiled beyond belief. I can't wait to fly without her. I know that sounds horrible but flying with a kid is a PITA! I'm going to read magazine and books (yes, plural) and sleep, all on a 2 hour plane ride... woo hoo!
So yes, it's a bittersweet day. My baby girl is all grown up and I'm taking advantage :)