It is as my best friend begins her new life as a mother...
that I realize I am truly no longer breastfeeding Clara.
It is a sad moment.
Something took it from us.
It wasn't my decision. It wasn't hers.
But all the sudden (so it feels) it is over.
And I mourn the loss of something that once was ...
pain...a different, simple, physical pain.
routine...a duty, essential, responsible task.
bonding...a beloved, indulgent, private moment.
Gone.
2 comments:
I love you, daughter!
So sorry, it was soooo heartbreaking for me when I had to quit with my son after 9 months (went on antibiotics for 10 days and had to stop...he rejected me when I was done). I can't imagine how it must feel in your situation. You did so good for her though!!!! You did what most women wouldn't have even TRIED! I am so proud of you!
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