The school year 2013-2014

The school year that just ended a few weeks ago, my kids were in 11th, 4th, and 1st grade. This is a picture of them at the start of the year and the end of the year.

little people, called toddlers

adam is our last toddler and he is making the most of it, he wears me out, but he has his sweet and cuddly moments with the cats and with his sisters.

it's about more than the milk

breastfeeding a toddler is about more than the milk. it's about cuddling. it's about responsiveness. it's about love. it's also about milk too.

rear-facing for as long as possible

"I a good helper"

This picture, in terms of breastfeeding, represents four years and two months, two years and one month, two years and seven months and two years and nine months and counting. The first time around I succeeded because of sheer determination, the second and third times I succeeded because I had the first time and knew I could do it again, the fourth time I succeeded because I had success behind me and I was determined. Breastfeeding isn't so hard after the first baby. Sure, I had stuff with all four babies, from leaking boobs to sore nipples to engorgement to baby not waking to eat, although to be fair, the one who did not wake to eat had holes in his heart so he was tired. Anyway, it is worth it, I'm glad I did it, I'm glad my last child is still nursing, he is awesome and cute and funny.