I hear her little voice growing louder from her cot while everyone else lays peacefully in their warm beds.
We find each other in the dark room in the quiet hours of the early morning while the rest of the world sleeps.
She snuggles into me, finds her security, and starts to drink.
It is nourishment, it is comfort, it is a sleep aid. It is survival.
Through countless nights of total exhaustion, too many days of trying to stay awake, and all the ups and downs that come with it, it’s now come time for me to stop breastfeeding.
To stop, once and for good, after four children.
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I am breastfeeding number four, who may be my last.
Breastfeeding has been a mix of ups and down- easier with some babies than others- my hardest was number four- such a shock as I thought I was such an experienced pro nothing would get in the way- then hello tongue tie!!
Weaning #2 was horrific and I thought at the time I was doing him intense psychological torture. Hey, maybe I was.
Breastfeeding is full of ups and down because relationships are full of them. But I don't know any relationship sweeter.
I can so relate to this have ha d mastitis and nipple thrush recurrent until finally able to successfully bf. And although I have had extreme sleep deprivation and no time to myself I will also miss it when we finish.