Yesterday I got up to nurse Milo in the morning. We sat down in the rocker and he nursed for like 2 minutes then unlatched, looked up at me and said "juice?"! Since he had slowly been trying to wean for a while now I took that as a sign that he was ready to quit. I tried again a few time during the day but he wasn't having it so I decided that yesterday was going to be our last day of nursing.
I successfully nursed my son for 14 months and 5 days and I am very happy with that but I am also very sad that it's over. I always said that I would let Milo nurse until he wanted to quit but I didn't expect it quite so soon. I had in my mind (for some reason) that he would quit around two years old so it's been a little bit of a shock for me even though he has been gradually weaning for a few months now. It feels like another piece of his infancy has faded away and it makes me so sad because I have so enjoyed his babyness. Now the only really baby things left to go are the diapers and the paci. Infancy passed so fast. I was really unprepared for not only how much I would enjoy it but how fast it went by. I hope the rest of his childhood passes by more slowly but somehow I don't' think that it will. Time seems to just keep speeding up! It's bittersweet though, even though I am sad that his infancy is slipping away I love watching him grow and learn new things. How great it is watch a child grow up is another thing that has surprised me about parenthood. Now that I have a child I know why parents get all goofy about their kids. When the child is ours it makes all the difference in the world.