My son is 6 months old today.
How did this happen? With a blink of an eye half a year has flown by. Since Landon entered the world my perspective of time has changed. A day used to seem so long and 6 months was an eternity. Now the hands on the clock turn far too quickly, my baby boy is growing so fast and I would give anything to just pause. Savor the moment, and then continue on to the next. Pause.
Words cannot express how amazing these past few months have been. Being a mother has far exceeded my expectations. He is truly the light of my life…my purpose for being. I cannot imagine my world without him.
In addition to 6 months of joy, today marks another huge milestone with my son. The end of breastfeeding!
When LD was born I set out a goal for myself to breastfeed for 6 months. Despite our many struggles with supply issues and finding time to pump at work I was determined to keep it up. I wanted my son to have all the health benefits breast milk provided. Every day for the past 6 months I have nursed him, comforted him, and pumped twice a day at work for him…today these boobs are retiring. I know some mothers adore breastfeeding and continue to do so until their child is 3 or 4 years old. Personally I didn’t feel any additional bonding when breastfeeding as opposed to giving him a bottle. We snuggle just the same.
Today I feel like a huge weight has been lifted off of my shoulders. No more constant dread of pumping at work, downing fenugreek pills to keep up my supply, avoiding onions and broccoli as to not make him gassy, or slathering on lanolin oil. Today I am free. Today I can finally take cold medicine to help me get over this bug he brought home from daycare, or enjoy a beer without timing it between feeds. Formula is not poison, and now that he is eating some solid foods I am comfortable with my decision. I have reclaimed my boobs…they are retired! (Unless I have more children).
Happy 6 month birthday buddy…how is it possible for you to be ½ a year old, when I have not aged a day! 😉