I wish I had more photos of me nursing my kiddos because I really do miss those times of bonding with them. I actually get butterflies at the thought of getting to nurse again in December!
Somewhere, my midwife has a picture of my nursing my daughter, typing on the phone and using the computer all at once, she called it the ultimate mommy-tasking.
When I had my first, I knew I was going to breastfeed: only because it was cheap and natural. I did not think I would like it (in fact, the thought weirded me out some). I made a goal to make it 6 months and look at it again from that point. My 6 month marker was because I had never seen anyone else nurse past that point and assumed that there was a reason to stop at 6 months.
When I hit 6 weeks and my daughter looked at me and grinned with milk running out of her mouth while nursing, I knew I would nurse for at least a year and had made the best choice ever.
I nursed her for around 19 months, my second daughter for around 17 and then my son for 23 months. I learned not to put an "expiration date" on my boobs.
I wanted to link up to an awesome blog written by a Birth Boot Camp Doula that has some great quotes from other moms that knew breast is best.
Click here to read THE SECRET LIVES OF BREASTS