I am retiring my boobs for awhile

Have I mentioned that Izzy recently weaned himself? No? Well, he did. And surprisingly, it wasn't a big deal. With Porgie, I was pumping 6 or 7 times per day (which was hell on earth). I decided to stop when she turned 6 months old. It was a very difficult transition. Although she didn't seem to mind the change in milk, I was an emotional wreck. I cried and cried and cried. I felt guilty. Incredibly guilty.

With Izzy, breastfeeding was so easy. He loved to nurse, and I loved our bonding time. I talked about weaning him several times over the past year, but when he requested to nurse, we always nursed. It was beautiful, and I loved every second of it. I know I sound corny, but it is true.

About two weeks ago, Izzy refused to nurse one morning. The morning was his favorite time to nurse, so I thought his behavior was a little odd. He continued to refuse to nurse during the entire week. He has taken a few days off before, but never an entire week. To my delight, I never became engorged. It was almost too easy. As of today, Izzy hasn't nursed for two week, and everything seems to be fine. He is happy, and I am happy. No guilt this time. Just fond memories of our two years nursing.

My big boy