Like I mentioned in G's 12 month post, we are finished nursing. It happened slowly and he led me the whole way. I never felt like I was forcing him to quit, even though I was weaning. I think {know} that helped the transition. That, and his attitude. He took to cows milk immediately.

My friend Sarah asked how I felt about the whole weaning situation. I told her that I really thought I would be emotional. You know, full on sobs...the whole shebang. It never happened though. Trust me, I was just as shocked. I think because I did it in my own time, with the help of G. Yes, I could've kept going, but we both 'knew' that it was time.

I am just so thankful for the 12 months we had. The bond we created. I grew immensely from this experience I was gifted. My body was no longer just my body. The food I ate, the drinks I had- it all effected him. I went from hiding in a bathroom stall to nurse, to nursing in a church pew, at the beach, and even on an airplane.

12 months of nursing is hard. It's time consuming and emotionally draining. But, it's a beautiful experience. It's absolutely worth all of the 'hard' stuff. I don't know what the future holds as far as nursing our other children, only God does.

365 days, 12 months, 52 weeks, countless hours, days & nights.

It was all for you.

An experience like none other.

So grateful.

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