I'm officially done nursing Asher.
I expected to be more upset over the end of this special part of our relationship, but I'm really not. I think that's sign #1 that is was the right time. I also expected that Asher would be more upset, but honestly he never batted an eye. That was sign #2.
I was ready. He was ready. It was time.
For the past few weeks I have been getting less and less milk at each pumping session. I think my body knew it was time to shut down production as well. When Asher was born my goal was to nurse him through the first year - and I did. I'm really proud and grateful that that was possible.
We had a little hiccup when Asher's milk protein allergy showed its ugly face around the 5 month mark. Fortunately we were able to work through that and move on without having to stop nursing altogether. Breastfeeding was the best choice for us and I'm really happy that it worked so seamlessly for 12 whole months.
For those of you who are soon-to-be wean-ers {that one was for you, Ashlie - I'm still laughing about Brandon's comment...} let me give you some of the nitty gritty.
I was really concerned about reliving the engorgement discomfort that I had in the first few days after Asher was born. That was awful and avoiding it was priority #1. It turns out that the easiest way to steer clear of getting that oh-so-full feeling is to go s-l-o-w-l-y. I dropped one nursing or pumping session a week until I was down to just nursing Asher first thing in the morning. Once that week was up, I simply offered him milk in a cup that morning and didn't nurse or pump. Later that day I pumped to relieve the build up, but that was it. I haven't pumped since and feel great.
Like the epidural, I had a lot of fear leading up to it and nothing but smooth sailing during and afterward.
I'm a little sad that this special time with Asher is over, but mostly I'm thrilled to have my body back! Woo hoo!
Good bye pump - don't let the door hit you on the way to the back of my closet. :o)
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