After a mostly wonderful, definitely rewarding breastfeeding relationship that lasted for two years, one week, and three days (roughly), Dacey has weaned herself.
I thought I would feel a greater sense of loss than I do. I actually feel very peaceful about it all. I think mostly I am thankful that I had a wonderful online community that encouraged me in the philosophy of self-weaning. I don't know a single person in my "offline" community that has nursed past the year mark (or if they have, they don't talk about it), so to have support and encouragement from women who have practiced self-weaning or who have just offered their support for my choice in that area has been priceless to me.
This has been a wonderful time of reflection and nostalgia for me. Thinking back to those awkward and painful days full of doubt and insecurity reminds me of how much Dacey and I have grown together. It's a sweet time of remembrance and celebration of the end of one journey while I look forward to the beginning of a new one someday in the not-too-distant future.
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Sunday, February 11, 2007