I wasn't sure where to put this post. I really hope some of the newer moms see this because I remember the early months and the *millions* of times I thought, "I just can't do this anymore," but somehow stuck with it, and now--20 months later--am so, so glad I did. Because now *I* need it, just as much as DD does.
Raising a toddler...I don't have the words to convey how much strength it takes, both physically and emotionally. I think one of the challenges is that there are no breaks, and few moments to quietly bond. But nursing gives us that. If I weren't nursing DD, I think our days would be crazy blurs of me chasing after her, from the moment she got up until bed time. Sometimes, I am just so drained, and when she asks to nurse...it is a gift. A moment to sit down, zone out, admire my baby's eyelashes (, yeah, I'm still an adoring, besotted mom), clip her fingernails.
That's all I wanted to say. Everything we've gone through, all those painful times--they were worth it, to get us to where we are now. I hope she won't wean any time soon.