Christian is starting to wean himself. I started him on whole milk a couple of weeks ago. About a week later, he stopped the mid-day session, and this week he has stopped the evening. We are still nursing in the morning, but I'm sure that will stop soon too.

I spent many days cursing this breastfeeding "thing". There were many, many, many times that I almost threw in the towel. But I quit with Manny, and I was determined to succeed with Christian.

My little boy is growing up. He doesn't need me as much as he used to. I know I should be happy that he's gaining his independence, but it's definitely bittersweet. There was something amazing about the fact that I was his one and only food source. My body was designed to keep him nourished. We have been physically connected (first through the pregnancy, and then through breastfeeding) for almost two years now, and it's a bit weird to think that it's coming to an end.

I can't believe I've been breastfeeding for a year. Wow. It was a lot of work, but I'm glad I stuck with it.