I have been noticing that when I am at work I am making less and less milk to bring to day care for my daughter. Even though I know that is inevitable since she is getting a little older and will be done nursing all together soon, it still make me sad. Knowing that I probably won't be going through this ever again makes it even harder for me to realize it is ending.
Originally I was going to go as long as Olivia and I wanted...even if that meant 15-18 months. But with all her weight issues I have found that I do not enjoy it nearly as much as I did with Brandon. I was so concerned about why she wasn't gaining and fearful that it was me that the fun kind of went away. Then being accused of starving my child didn't do very much for me either (crazy psycho day care).
But now here we are. She will be 1 in 2 weeks and hopefully ready to transition to whole milk instead of formula and breastmilk. She has grown so much and I am proud of her, but I will be sad to leave this part of our relationship behind. She won't remember it (as Brandon doesn't remember his days) but I will!
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