After what will be 14 months, it's time to put my bra on lock and say goodbye to b/f . I didn't really set myself a time limit - my mum couldn't b/f so we weren't sure if I could, so at the beginning one day was a bonus. DD and I had a rough start with horrible bleeding nipples but got through it, and got past the biting stage (oh bless) without too much drama. I've gradually been dropping feeds and now we're only on one evening feed, before bed which I'm planning to say goodbye to this weekend and using the distraction of DH and I going out for dinner.
I feel sad that the time has come. DD is so totally restless when she's feeding, wriggling about everywhere, and its just not comfortable. She seems to still enjoy it, but has dropped the other feeds so effortlessly, that I think she's going to be fine.
I feel proud that I've managed to do it for all this time. I've been strict with myself - I haven't had an alcoholic drink since TTC over two years ago! I don't touch coffee and I've avoided caffenated drinks too.
So on Saturday, I'm going to go out for dinner, have a glass of wine and hope that I don't come crashing down in a heap the next day!
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