Monday, December 13, 2010

Sometimes

Mostly these days I'm ready to be done nursing. Tommy is not very gentle and if I'd let him, he'd nurse all the time. Sometimes he bites me. Most of the time he jams his fingers into my mouth and cuts me with his tiny sharp nails. Sometimes it's like wrestling an octopus and I just don't enjoy it.

But then sometimes, I think he might be my last baby and the thought of never nursing another child again hits me hard. Sometimes he snuggles just so and actually doesn't shove his hands into my mouth and I think that of course I'll let him go until he's ready.


I typed this with sticky toddler hands jammed into my mouth. That is one habit I most definitely won't miss.

12 comments:

Bobbi Janay said...

Hugs.

Heather said...

awww.

Kate at Big City Belly said...

That is such a beautiful photo. I love the look on your face (and love the book too!)

InTheFastLane said...

By the time I was done, with all three, I was really really done. But, there is something about that time and those memories that makes my uterus to belly flops. Or maybe that is just PMS?

Alicia@ Mommy Delicious said...

What a precious photo! It's hard when you feel like you could do without all the not-so-precious stuff as a mother, but then you think about "but what if I don't get another chance to do this?!" Sigh.

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Lyndsay said...

When my daughter was 4 months old, I got really sick (like coma-sick) so that's what ended breast feeding for me. I've always felt like one of the (very few) advantages of the whole coma-thing was that I never had to decide when to end the BFing, because I know it would have been so hard.

Sticky toddler fingers might have made it an easier decision though! :)

Brandi said...

What a beautiful photo! The love is literally radiating!

Such The Spot said...

I remember crying my eyes out during what I was sure was to be my very last nursing session ever.

And then came Jayce. ;)

It's bittersweet.

Adventures In Babywearing said...

I haven't nursed Ivy since Saturday and am trying to distract her tonight to keep her from it...

Steph

keli @ kidnapped by suburbia said...

i'm scared of teething. honestly.

and THIS is beautiful, erin. but i can understand your feelings. *hugs*

Sharon - MomGenerations said...

I am convinced that I never had another baby after Jane because I nursed her for 3 years. It was OUR special magic... and when she was finished, I didn't have a baby anymore. She was gentle as a lamb, though. You will KNOW the moment you know... xo

Jo said...

I'm with you entirely. My little one is 14 months and I plan to let her take the lead on weaning, but some days? Oy. The wild flailing toddler claws are almost too much to handle.

But, oh, how I'll miss them.