Memories

I remember the first couple of months of breastfeeding - late into the night, exhausted, leaky, and literally counting the days until I planned on weaning at 6 months. It's been six months and I'm down to breastfeeding only in the morning and before bed (and if he wakes up in the middle of the night as he's still prone to do) and I don't want to give it up. During last night's middle-of-the-night feeding I couldn't stop thinking about how perfect everything felt at that moment. He's a good size for snuggling at the breast and he controls his head and knows what he's doing so I get to just enjoy the quiet, warm, together time we share. I am really going to miss these times and am thankful I'm conscious of how precious they are.