I have a 2 1/2 year old son, and I can relate to your story--not from the breastfeeding perspective anymore--but, from your sentiment, "...the feeling of knowing that you give him something that no one else can." I have that feeling every week, and almost every day, because as my son grows older, I can see in his eyes and his smile the bond that we share. My husband and I are the center of his world; we are his favorite playmates, and he chooses to be with us over anyone else (most of the time). I think this is such a special time, as it will not always be this way (and, nor should it!). It's a nice change of pace from the baby-stage, where THEY were the center of their world, and didn't know anyone else existed (literally!)
Just wanted you to know, you will have that feeling again, and dare I say, it may be even a better and stronger feeling. Really! It feels better, because it's not about the most basic survival need (to eat), but it is from a choice to laugh and play together. In other words: it won't be about your boob (ha ha), but about you--a funny joke you share, a silly face you make at each other, a secret dance or song you play when no one else is there--all of these things are gifts and special moments that exponentially surpass the special bond of feeding. It just keeps getting better and better.
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I have a 2 1/2 year old son, and I can relate to your story--not from the breastfeeding perspective anymore--but, from your sentiment, "...the feeling of knowing that you give him something that no one else can." I have that feeling every week, and almost every day, because as my son grows older, I can see in his eyes and his smile the bond that we share. My husband and I are the center of his world; we are his favorite playmates, and he chooses to be with us over anyone else (most of the time). I think this is such a special time, as it will not always be this way (and, nor should it!). It's a nice change of pace from the baby-stage, where THEY were the center of their world, and didn't know anyone else existed (literally!)
Just wanted you to know, you will have that feeling again, and dare I say, it may be even a better and stronger feeling. Really! It feels better, because it's not about the most basic survival need (to eat), but it is from a choice to laugh and play together. In other words: it won't be about your boob (ha ha), but about you--a funny joke you share, a silly face you make at each other, a secret dance or song you play when no one else is there--all of these things are gifts and special moments that exponentially surpass the special bond of feeding. It just keeps getting better and better.
July 2, 2009 - 12:30pmThis Comment
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