April, 2019
I remember the last time I breastfed my eldest. She was exactly 6 months old to the day. She’d been weaning for a couple months. We were visiting my parents in MA and we were in their office. I felt relieved that I was done.
I remember the last time I breastfed my middle. She was less than a week old, and we were in the family room in our condo. There was a lot of blood. I exclusively pumped after that day.
I remember the last time I breastfed my last. It was tonight. We made it 8.5 months until my body politely declined. I am proud, and I am sad. I am grateful, and I am ready. I am heartbroken, but I am content.
