Thursday, February 24, 2011

I seem to missing something.

Today is day 2 at work without my breast pump. I had thought that I would be thrilled to not lug that thing around anymore. I was about to throw it out the window a few weeks ago. But it's a little sad. I'm not sure if I miss the responsibility or the magazine break twice a day while at the office.
Oh well. That chapter is over. I'm still nursing in the morning and before bed. And will continue until he doesn't want to anymore. I'm not quite ready to lose that bonding time yet. I'm sure Henry will be soon as he already has skipped the night feeding a couple of times this week. But that morning feeding is the best. All snuggled up with my sleepy baby boy in my bed with Rhiannon next to me watching cartoons.
I may cry when that stops.
I've been crying a lot lately. Can you tell?
I guess I will just spend my magazine time blogging. Or mabye I should work. . .


Lorri said...

I was an emotional wreck when each one of mine stopped nursing. I felt so dumb. But you hit the nail on the head. It is a bonding time that, when it ends, means that sweet baby is growing up.

Lorri said...

And you COULD work, but you could also pretend you are still pumping just for the quiet time. Ha!

Hilary Berman said...

And again, I'm almost at the end...don't know exactly why I'm not estatic to be done. I was, but then now that it's here - i don't want to let it go. Sad. And I too don't know what I'll do with all the extra time.