I can't believe we are coming up on a year already... time has really flown by! Soon my little baby will be a one-year old. It's been an amazing ride so far - so fun to watch her grow up and develop her own unique personality (which is a bit spit-fire mixed with some mellow go-with-the-flow cuteness).
Our most recent development is trying to wean from a bottle to a cup for her non-boob feedings (ie at daycare). We are trying to prepare for a complete weaning from breast milk around her first birthday. And as much as I have loved breastfeeding... well, in some ways I really can't wait to be done with it either. Does that sound horrible? Its a combination of wanting my body back and not feeling like "the girls" are just for feeding and the inconvenience of having to pump at work... I am not going to miss my pump. Although I was dedicated enough to take it to San Antonio with me and pump 6 times a day for 4 straight days just to lug all kinds of breast milk back home for my beautiful little girl. Don't get me wrong, it has been totally worth it, but every once in a while that selfish pang shows up... I look forward to not having to shlep the pump to and from the office every day and of not having to plan all my work meetings and commitments around pump times. But I am definitely going to miss those snuggly feedings where we curl up in bed together and doze in the mornings...
Of course, this all means that I will no longer have a valid excuse to just whip 'em out in public whenever I feel like it... j/k! :)
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