Bittersweet

Well at 22 months and 8 days my little boy breastfed for the last time. I let him make the decision. He has been a very considerate breastfeeder for his whole life. I am actually surprised that he weaned this late since he has never been a boob-a-holic.
When I had him I said I wanted to at least give him 2 years, and then decide how I would handle it following that. I had given thought to what I would do if he didn't quit before I had the new baby, and while I wasn't opposed to the idea of nursing two kiddos, it didn't excite me either.
I feel really good about this since he was the one who made the decision to quit. He has gradually cut back on his length of time nursing for the past few months until he was down to about 15 seconds on one side only about 2-3 times a day.
We drove up to Newnan to see Reid's Aunt Carrie. I am not sure if me being pregnant had anything to do with it or the change in routine but I know I haven't had really any milk for a couple of months. At any rate, I think the timing was great, and hopefully I have provided some life-long benefits for Reid. I know it did for me at least emotionally. My little guy and I are very connected and I have really enjoyed bonding with him in this way.
I look forward to starting a new nursing relationship with this next little guy.