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He’s officially weaned now. I went on a four day vacation and when I returned and put him to bed he asked for refrigerator milk. At first I didn’t think we had any, so I told him that, and only then did he cry for “boobops”. But he didn’t cry in a way were he thought he would get them, it was more of an under his breath way, like he knew it was fruitless to even ask. I ended up finding some milk and after he guzzled down his glass, he happily crawled into my arms for hugs and then into his bed for the night.

Before I left for vacation, the last time he had nursed was over a week ago. It ceased being sad or sentimental to me soon after his birthday, and I felt like just getting it over with. Yet, I allowed him to nurse every so often, which amounted to every other day or two, just to let him have some control over the process. He wouldn’t hang around long, and only nursed for about a second on each side, disappointed there was no milk left. I thought the last time we nursed should be special, or significant, but it wasn’t. He had been having a particularly cranky day and when he asked for boobops he was already lying down in bed. I snuggled in next to him and let him nurse on each side for a second or two, while keeping him lying in bed.

His last nursing session was not special, or significant, which is a bit sad, but I have lots of fond nursing memories to look back on that are much better. Like the day he turned three and I snuggled him up to me and he nursed for a long time on each side. He gazed into my eyes like he used to as a little baby and payed close attention as I told him the story of how he was born. I told him only the good parts, and left processing for another day. It was a tender moment, one which was scarcely replicated after that day in our short nursing sessions, which shows it truly was time to end our nursing relationship.