As of yesterday, I think I'm done nursing. We had a false alarm last week, but I kept at it (if just barely) in anticipation of stopping for good this coming Thursday. But last night my daughter didn't ask to nurse, and I didn't offer. And that, it seems, was that. Tonight was very huggy, but the story was the same. I'm sad because...
...it was lovely.
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