{"id":13681,"date":"2017-11-09T08:24:23","date_gmt":"2017-11-09T13:24:23","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/?p=13681"},"modified":"2017-11-09T08:24:23","modified_gmt":"2017-11-09T13:24:23","slug":"the-end-of-an-era","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/2017\/11\/09\/the-end-of-an-era\/","title":{"rendered":"The End of an Era"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>A little over 10 years ago, my life changed: I found out I was going to be a mommy.<\/p>\n<p>Ever since that day, 121 months ago, I have shared my body with my children.<\/p>\n<p>For 527 weeks,\u00a0my body has been used to keep my children alive.<\/p>\n<p>Every single day for the past 3600+ days,\u00a0I&#8217;ve been pregnant or breastfeeding. Or both.<\/p>\n<p>That is, until yesterday.<\/p>\n<p>For the first time in his 25 months of existence, Pipsqueak didn&#8217;t curl up in my lap to nurse. He didn&#8217;t press his little finger to his lips and say &#8220;milk!&#8221;<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-13683\" src=\"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/end-of-era.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"749\" height=\"480\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/end-of-era.png 749w, https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/end-of-era-300x192.png 300w, https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/end-of-era-600x385.png 600w, https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/end-of-era-390x250.png 390w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 749px) 100vw, 749px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>For the first day in more 10 years, my body was not used to grow or nourish one of my children.<\/p>\n<p>After 152 weeks of pregnancy (not counting those two not-really-pregnant weeks at the beginning) and 92 months of breastfeeding, I can feel the pages of my story starting to turn.<\/p>\n<p>And it&#8217;s bittersweet to say the least.<\/p>\n<p>One of my biggest worries when welcoming baby #4 was\u00a0<em>how<\/em> we were going to wean off breastfeeding. It wasn&#8217;t something I&#8217;d ever had to do before. All my other children self-weaned by the end of the first trimester of my next pregnancy when my milk dried up. But if there are no more babies, how will weaning work?<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s been a slow process. I nursed on demand until this summer when in June I decided no more nursing away from home. It was a decision I made for my comfort (he&#8217;s a big boy!) and the fact that it was a boredom buster, not a hunger thing.<\/p>\n<p>By the time we went to Colorado, he was only nursing first thing in the morning and before his nap and again before bedtime.<\/p>\n<p>When we got home a few short weeks ago, he was down to just first thing in the morning after days of car naps and crazy hotel bedtimes.<\/p>\n<p>But I didn&#8217;t expect that last feed to drop off so quickly. It was the last feed all of my children held onto. Sugarplum for at least 6 months of only morning nursing.<\/p>\n<p>And while I&#8217;m okay with the idea of being done with nursing (I started wearing real bras again!) it also marks one of the last remaining signs of my last baby.<\/p>\n<p>What it really means is I&#8217;m no longer going to have a baby. After 10 years of having a baby or expecting a baby, that era of my life is officially coming to a close.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s not done just yet, he curled himself into my lap once again this morning for a little milk, and I&#8217;m in no hurry to push him away. He is, after all, my last baby.<\/p>\n<p>And while I love watching him grow and change and doing all the big kid things, a large piece of me will always long to have those baby days back.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-13682 size-full\" src=\"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/p-dinosaur.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1022\" height=\"780\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/p-dinosaur.jpg 1022w, https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/p-dinosaur-300x229.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/p-dinosaur-600x458.jpg 600w, https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/p-dinosaur-328x250.jpg 328w, https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/p-dinosaur-390x298.jpg 390w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1022px) 100vw, 1022px\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A little over 10 years ago, my life changed: I found out I was going to be a mommy. Ever since that day, 121 months ago, I have shared my body with my children. For 527 weeks,\u00a0my body has been used to keep my children alive. Every single day for the past 3600+ days,\u00a0I&#8217;ve been [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":13683,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[8,16],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-13681","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-baby-business","category-breastfeeding"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13681","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=13681"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13681\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":13684,"href":"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13681\/revisions\/13684"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/13683"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=13681"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=13681"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=13681"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}