A Sad Day

Over the last three weeks, I've been weaning by taking out one session slowly.  I knew this process wouldn't be an easy one, but I had no idea how today would feel.  Grace and I shared our last session this morning.   She woke up and our routine was the same.  Though this time, it took longer for her to get milk and she had enough to only fill her belly.  Me knowing, beforehand, that this would likely be the last day, bawled the entire time. Grace, however, was efficient and patient - no fussing on her part. She's made it so easy on me on all of us. I love that little girl. 

She's a big girl. I made it over 11 months and she's got enough milk to last her until she's one.  She's got a great start on life and I know I shouldn't be so emotional but it really is a bond that I will miss.  After crying in the car on the way to day care, crying when I dropped her off....and then crying again on the phone with Josh - I am sure this day will be filled with tears.  My little girl is growing up.